His quest was simple: raise an army, slay the city. Sounds evil, or rather off put from his true goal, but he ignored it. He didn't need to care for humanity. If he did, it would be counterintuitive to his plans.
With his forces on the move, much of the attacks were hit and run. Having Death knights storm the houses they passed, whilst undead continued down the road. Duth harvested the bodies after they were unceremoniously thrown into a pile at his skeleton feet. The souls were gone, the bodies weren't theirs anymore, who would care? Him? No. Why? Well when you 'live' long enough you tend not to give two toots about some fleshy vessel that can hold your soul. I mean c'mon, they're heavy, they take high maintenance and cost more resources than anything he's seen. Being dead was better, he tended to convince many of that in a very unconventional manner.
Roger had no time to work with, just as he realized and tried to warn his troops. It was already too late! The dark alleyways which appeared normally dark upon first glance, but at closer inspection were too dark. He now knew why. This had been one of the few clues to the events to occur. Now they were happening to his dismay. Out from the dark alleyways from both sides came massive 9 foot giants of black steel, wicked swords, and a passion in their eyes. Behind them skeletons mingled with a zombie or 5 came charging in. Surrounding the army and crashing into their sides.Many weren't ready and in turn promptly taken apart for it. Their bodies were torn asunder by blades, boney fingers and meaty stubs. Well the last part were the zombies attempts at helping. A helping stub of flesh is still helpful.. A bit messy..Bones dug into skin
To become a wizard, one needs to understand their life will be ever full of learning. To become a wizard is to become a scholar. You have to understand the pros and cons of being a medium to those magical arts. You cannot just throw yourself in without knowledge, for the world is like a human body, if you were to operate on it without an idea, you would cause yourself harm. Not the world, but your body. A wizard needs to know the basics. How does magic work? How does it flow? How can you adjust it to your own? How do you speak it?To focus on the basics there are 4 steps. First you must collect knowledge, regardless of what it is, it will help greatly on your journey. The more you know, the better you will be. The second step is to understand lylinks, which is a web of linking mana veins across the planet. You need to know how to draw from them, where they are, and what not to do. The 3rd step is to learn the arcane language, which will greatly help you to read runes, and partly how
Wizards are unfortunately rare in the world, across the entire planet there are barely 70 million, that may sound like a lot but surveys speak of 9 to 10 billion people in our world, twice as many beasts and other beings alike. Wizards are just as important too, be it for mortal, demigod, beast or even other issues to be had. Without wizard's how will society function in a world where magic is our best friend?Ah, apologies readers. I get quite heated about everyday problems. Now where was i? Ah, the second stage of wizardry. Before we had talked about the basics, now pets start at the real beginning of the magical arts. You see magic is extensive, there are hundreds of thousands of variant spells and even more should you add runes into the mix. Every day new spells are created, but so are the requirements to summon said spells. Granted the Novice stage of wizardry you will not be touching spells for you must learn about them first. Now do not believe that you should have learnt this
Did you know there were other classings then wizardry, dear reader? There are many classes. With techniques, magic, and several paths which allow what shouldn't normally be possible. Like Blade mages, barbarian's and even runewalkers. But of course we will reach those in due time. For each one is a novel of itself. To which, dear readers, I have not the time to tell you. But let us reach the basics shall we?Volume 1, Classes. By Oscar Lepo, Blades Master Of Dawn.His consuming became a bad habit, thank goodness he was undead or he might have been labeled clinically insane for craving the flesh of the living, more so humans.. not to mention his raise dead skill was proving very useful, but it was much harder to level up than normal. More often than not he had to rest and regain his Mp to continue his army growth. Houses grew fewer and soon he found himself next to a vast graveyard. Only a stone and iron fence separating him. With the command of his Death knights his undead stepped up
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
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
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 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