Recent content by Lazarus Jeager

Lazarus would watch on with interest and astonishment, such a feat unheard of even among the most well practiced of their ilk, and yet this entity was waving his hand about and reanimating a small army of undead like a king commands soldiers and blacksmiths. Watching the fortitude they showed...

Lazarus got to work on the clothing Lennis was wearing, boots and all, slow and methodical yet the process appeared the same. The layer of grim on his palms would accumulate more and more as they passed over the cloth and leather of the attire of the man before him, until after maybe a full...

Affixing the skull back to his face, Lazarus stepped back and fell in line just behind Archanae, he could do well enough with indifference from being that held more power than the both of them, but he wasn't going to go out of his way to step on the toes of the person with seniority in this...

After they had managed to make it to dry land once more, Lazarus took to wringing out the bottom of his robes, the dark and dank water dripping from the cloth of little consequence outside of weighing down the fabrics, something that could end up being detrimental later if left unattended. Once...

The sight before him would have any normal man running and screaming, the utterly inhuman nature of the consumption happening before him should at the very least put a strain on his psyche, yet Lazarus stood with that same smile, if anything it would widen just a bit more, teeth just visible as...

Having gotten enough use out of the curse as possible, the ichor would start to subside, churning in the waters they dredged through to dissolve into it. Lazarus, having now gained the ability to move once more as a result, would take the opportunity provided to him by the soldier carrying him...

It was clear that his façade made little difference in front of this woman, it would appear humility was not something to flash in the face of these two, though for the time being he would keep at least a few of his cards close to his chest. Eyeing the being beside her as it moved, Lazarus held...

There it was, the acknowledgement that meant he could no longer simply flit about them like a persistent gnat, and as such he would take a moment to compose himself before venturing from the safety that was his shelter among the bones. Inching ever closer, Lazarus would stop himself a handful of...

The seemingly ever present smile adorning the face of the skull clad man behind the group had since faltered, falling into something of a scowl at the sight of the skeletons. At first glance one might assume he was angered by the fact that these would be attackers, something he himself could...

As an observer of cruelty and despair, the knowledge of the practice and the experience enough to understand what was happening before his eyes, the skull clad individual couldn't help but feel a small pity for the entities being shackled. He understood that it would be more for the benefit of...

It was an odd request placed upon him, that was until he was given the details of the task at hand. It would make sense that his services might be required for a place such as this, his mind wondering about just what this sunken crypt might hold for them. An occultist by trade, among other...

It had been something of a wonder of this world, at least that was the case in the eyes of the cursed being that had started his journey to the Ixmus graveyard, a long journey that would take him several moons to complete. It had taken a while longer still for him to find the hills that signaled...