The voices in your head urge you to reanimate the dog, as well as something about you being a dwarf and digging a hole. You ignore that last bit and put all your effort into raising the animal's corpse from the dead.
The men in the camp look terrified. Last night they've had terrible dreams of death and torment and they'd just found what's left of their dog - a charred, skeletal corpse. As luck would have it, a charred, skeletal corpse that is no longer dead in the normal sense of the word. As you work your magic, you hear a low crackling, like a dying fire. Beneath its burned eyelids, the remains of the dog's eyes flicker with an orange glow as the stench of burning meat forms in the air. Shaken, the six workers step backwards, vainly reaching for the axes they've left against the cabin wall. It is too late.
The crackling grows into a hissing roar, like that of a well-maintained forge in action. The dog suddenly rises to its feet, opening its mouth. Instead of a snarl, a hissing blowtorch of flames vomit forth as it leaps for the first woodsman. Biting and burning, it tears out his throat and sets his clothing ablaze as the rest of the group scatters in fear. One man makes for the cabin while a colleague reaches for an axe, but the former is too slow. The beast knocks him violently to the ground and sets his tunic ablaze. Turning to its third victim, your creation leaps through the air. Suddenly, explosively, it disintegrates in a massive ball of fire as the magical flames destroy what remains of the dog's body. The fireball reaches the woodsman wielding an axe and simply vaporizes him, setting the cabin and clearing ablaze while hurling the remaining three humans through the air. Burned, bruised, and in utter shock, they stumble into the forest.
That... did not go as planned. You had little control over your creation and it the effort nearly removed you from this world, though the results were quite impressive.
(I did nothing, you rolled a natural 20. This is what happens when demonic, evil forces of darkness roll a natural 20.)
Power:
3.7 (-1 for dog, +3 for eating people, +.6 for shock and awe)
Focus:
4.1 (-1.5 for dog, +3 for eating people, +.6 for shock and awe)
("Physical Power" changed to "Power" to better reflect its effects ingame)
This... experience has confirmed your suspicions. You have an affinity for fire, though you are rather poor at controlling it. Using the strength gained from your ethereal meal with this knowledge, you contemplate what you are and how you came into this world. There are old legends among the people here about spirits of darkness and such, but the truth is rather more chilling. You come from beyond... No, not beyond the grave, but from beyond the veil of this reality. Through a disturbance in the fabric of the universe, you were deposited here. This existence has given you a certain gift... Two in fact, an exceptionally rare event. There are very few who can control more than the aspect they were born with.
You think, therefore you are. Do you have a name?Abilities:
Born of Darkness (Stealth, leeching of energy, weakness to sunlight, all that fun stuff)
Fire Affinity Use of the aspect of fire comes easily for you, often too easily. You would do well to bring it down to size before you do something you regret.
Time:
NoonCertain aspects are closely linked. More can be discovered through consumption of intelligent prey and figuring out how to read books without setting them on fire.
After zombification, have the dog dig deeper!
You would, but it, ah... blew up...
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