Recent content by VREILAR THE NECROMANCER

Vreilar watched as the gate unlatched itself and swung open, leaving him free to walk the path ahead at his own peril. The man's gaze fell momentarily to the mask at his hip, peering into its empty eye for two heartbeats before pacing ahead. Two light knocks were all he awarded the door to...

How long had Vreilar been walking? He’d stopped counting after the first thirty days, and the road had brought him little respite in the time since. What few healers he came across said they could do little for his injured arm, which now hugged close to his stomach in a sling of dark canvas. A...

Vreilar blinked slowly behind the motionless eyes of his mask. His outstretched arm burned with countless pinpricks of pain, and the sensation soon spread across his entire body. Even as the holy symbol fell to his side held only by his limp fingered grasp, the man couldn't tear his eyes away...

VREILAR, THE NECROMANCER! could do little more than stare as the petulant fool before him ripped away countless lives all in the pursuit of a swift victory. Had the mage simply bit back his ego and held out a touch longer, he would have easily destroyed his foe in a battle of little more than...

The all encompassing orchestra of war began to change as Telenar charged, tempo inching ever higher- Andante, allegro, molto vivace! A howl crowed over the battlefield, accompanied by the distant sound of Dragon's-Fire rent anew; Neither gut-melting sound served as much distraction for the...

Elephants and infantry clashed, mingling with the sound of screaming dragonfire above to form the perfect cacophony. It was a chaotic orchestra, timed perfectly to every swing of the sword, every bowstring pulled tight, and, perhaps most of all, each and every last bloodcurdling scream. Cries...

VREILAR, THE NECROMANCER! ceased his chasing as he heard Rose begin tumbling ass-over-teakettle down the stairs, bringing his pace to a hurried walk rather than his previous sprint. Rounding a corner, the hollow eyes of his mask fell level upon the dripping gash that was previously her temple...

"DID YOUR MOTHER NEVER TELL YOU--" was all the great and powerful necromancer could get out before the young intruder broke into a sprint towards the door. VREILAR, THE NECROMANCER! stared after her for a moment before turning to his skeletal minion. "YOU! MAKE CHASE! CATCH THE FIEND!" Met...

Vreilar could only let loose an over-the-top cry of terror as his most precious reagent went poltergeist-ing into the wall, shattering into countless shards of ceramic and spilled milk. He practically fell to his knees, starting a long, drawn out scream of damnation before a young girl rather...

Vreilar watched, mouth agape behind his mask, as the apparent specter struggled to pull the stolen jug into itself. Dust and the mist of crumbling stone caught occasional glints of light, hinting at Rose's presence only by a vacuous expanse of darkness, free from all light. "OKAY!" Vreilar...

Vreilar's mask went even more ashen-white as an un-quotation-marked voice echoed through the room. He glanced around quickly, though he didn't spot anything through his efforts. "SPECTER! LOST SOUL! I DEMAND YOU REVEAL THINE-SELF AT ONCE!" Luckily, the necromancer tilted back the jug amidst his...

Vreilar produced a clay jug from the upper cabinets, turning back to his small rodent friend with the bare-toothed grin of his mask. "SMALL ONE, I HAVE ACQUIRED THE CALCIUM!" The rat, meanwhile, sniffed the air behind it where a pocket of darkness sat in the shadow of the higher shelves. It...

Vreilar entered the kitchen, scooping his newly forged minion off of his shoulder and into his mighty, frail hand. "YOU, SMALL ONE!" His voice was sharp and commanding, confusing the rat as to who else he could have been referring to. "STAY UPON THE COUNTER TOP! I WILL RETURN UPON ACQUIRING THE...

A voice echoed from somewhere higher in the tower, resounding through the kitchen thanks more to the speaker's volume than the quality of his voice. The rasp of a voice grew closer as it went on, lending the would-be thief some idea of how far the stranger was from arriving. "AH, YES, THAT IS A...