Novels by Bobbydale_Murr

Duth decided to march on the walls. Gathering a 1000 strong skeletons to serve as vanguard, whilst he poked each knight, instilling 120 SM into each of their bodies. He was made aware that SM isn't just power to him, but his undead too. At which point he made sure the 120 SM didn't fall into their overall strength, but their ability to withstand a greater yield of damage for a temporary time as damage would whittle away his implanted SM. Supposedly so they don't perish as he realized they were rather rare to him right now and losing any more would continue to be a great blow to his forces. Assuming that each normal attack against them could take 5 SM to heal whereas stronger attacks like heavy attacks would take 20 or magically strong may even take 50ish maybe 60. He had 5 knights left, he preferred if they lived longer than how they have been so far. Whilst his thoughts were on this a powerful soul signature appeared ahead. Whilst a spell materialized with 4 magical circles, the spe

21 corpses yielded a great amount of SM, but they served to be an even greater unit. "Rise" Wicked flame engulfed the bodies, their eyes shot open. Rotting eyeballs burning away, skin drying and stretching across their bones. Equipment shifted in place. Loosely hanging on to the corpse. The mummified Huron rose, slowly lifting the warhammer. Duth chuckled "No, that's mine. You grab a sword." The mummy groaned with a whine, clearly sad about losing a good item. As he still had his- "The ring of fireball too" now the mummy wasn't willing to part with that. But Duth broke off the finger with the ring to prevent the mummy resisting. He tossed the finger and ring into his inventory, alongside the warhammer. The mummy groaned again, dissatisfied. "Relax, you have a ring of shielding" Duth booped the undead on the head before flicking his head over to his brethren. "Go join the others, we have work to do" Duth even went ahead and recharged the ring of shielding as the mummy shuffled past

Huron stepped forward, the ground rumbled lightly. A sense of perpetual danger encompassing Duth's senses, whilst the Warhammer buzzed with torrents of lightning!ZOOM!A blast of sound followed by a conjuration of speed encasing the flying torpedo of said Warhammer! KASHZINK!Sidestepping he conjured [Barrier] to take an indirect non lethal blow! The warhammer slid off with a torrent of lightning snaking across the barrier, attempting to breach it. Duth felt the shock fighting to reach him. Granted that was the least of his problems!Huron was already on top of him. A blur of a shadow followed by a powerful punch alerted him to Huron's sudden presence! Crack! Hie Barrier cracked, followed by another, the punch did not reach him, but it did break his barrier. Huron moved to fling out another punch just as fast and deadly. Duth's rage welled up in his eyes, pouring over as a crimson aura built swiftly, expanding out in am explosion of fierce rage! [Soul fiery]Huron shot back as th

Duth slowly rose to his feet, glancing at his Hp and Mp as they regenerated slowly.Hp: 12/30Mp: 2/50It is clear he needed levels, or a few spells would put him on empty easily. 'Nearly kill him, but do not end him. I eish to exicute him myself' The knight did not respond, but he felt its agreement. It too was aware of the system.. The dead knew of it, but could not see it or interact with it. He wasnt sure how they were aware, but perhaps its the aura of the Gatekeeper that they can subtitly pick up.That said, the knight lunged at Huron. Who had not truly registered the situation yet. The knight brought its wicked blade down, Huron's Warhammer chimed. Before the knight met resistance, Huron glaring up whilst his hand gripped the deadly side of the blade. Blood trailing down its edge, before the Knight knew it Huron spartan kicked its knee, breaking bone and armor alike. The knight fell, before its torso caved in as the warhammer slammed into it, forcing the knight back with snaki

Huron felt a chill run up his spine. A creeping fear turning his heart cold. Duth felt amused. This is a normal to mankind, fear first, terror next and then.. Death. Although he was being hypocritical, he didn't ponder on it enough to care. Only he faltered, there was a slight shift in the atmosphere. Huron's eyes turned just as cold and murderous. The fear bled away, replaced by a look Duth did not believe he would see in this day and age, look of determination, and defiance. Not something he expected. Especially from an adventurer within this city. Hurons voice seemingly deepened and spoke again "You 3 support the others. This one, is mind" The fighters that were behind him split off without a word. They felt an unprecedented commanding tone of that kind left no room for discussion. Huron cracked his neck, before his muscles bulged. He inhaled a deep gale. The air pressure weighs down on the lich. He felt the mental pressure excluding off of him as he inhaled. His soul vision blin

Many factions populate Garlen, it is only natural that we understand their movements overallGuardsmen, Under the command of Adilen, the military forces struggle to keep the enemies at bay, even if the inner walls are just as chaotic. Although their numbers dwindle every waking moment of their nightmare. They still fight on, in hopes of surviving the beginning of dark times. Even after the fall of the city Adilen rallied his troops and prepared to retreat inwards, even sending a messenger to the bandits for a truce. They must fight the common enemy first. As the city gates opened a man rose out with a grim expression. Riding for the army that had all but halted the invasion!Whilst Larks army had halted their advance. This great horde of savages have yet found a name for their forces. Only finding their situation of unity temporarily, that said Lark their commander has promised riches under his command. Now they invade Garhen in hopes of raiding the city before winter strikes. Granted