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[~Neri]

Color's a bit annoying on both white and darkling actually. I checked.

[Sl4cker]

Your name is Leur Inkari, and that was how you were banished.



Sealed away. Lost, forgotten. Once, at the height of you power, you were a being of such world-ending capacity that even the mention of your real name would send even the most hardened of mortals into a tizzy of fright. They even had to make six  seperate titles for you in order to avoid this problem.

You dream of times when your forces would conquer the realms of humanity. You remember when your servants would do battle against the angels of God, and come out victorious. You remember when you would flick your wrist at legions of holy warriors and send them into the depths of Hell without a thought. You don't reminscience on the time before you became a Lich, because, in truth, you cannot recall those times anymore.

The only memory you can retrieve from those times is your brother. Your hated, hated brother. Tolrak. You can't remember his face. You hesitate to call him your brother, because you have moved past the point for your need to refer to any being as kin. You only remember that loathsome veneer of steel and gold. You only remember that sword he stabbed into the ground to wash out your world into a prison of white. You only remember hate.

You imagine the world of Prosponia rejoiced at your defeat. You imagine Tolrak becoming known as a hero, bringing back honor to his family and erasing your own last name from history's script. You dream, imagine, and remember all you can, but it's been so long. Your very being has faded and dulled.

But...



It seems that's not the only thing that has dulled. The ground and even the sky have been washed of your evils, yet nothing seems to have replaced them but dust and rust.

It has been a long time. You have barely a fraction of your former might. But the same can be said of your prison. And you do pride yourself on your ability to persevere. You slam your mental fists against the walls of the decrepit, holy sword, until you feel them...



Break.

Spoiler: Status (click to show/hide)

NAME: Leur Inkari
RACE: Lich

Mi: 20/20
Ma: 80/80

No abnormal afflictions

Spoiler: Abilities (click to show/hide)

You don't remember anything yet. Perhaps a good walk will jog your memory.

[Shadestyle]

Take a Jog to Walk (down) your memory (lane)

Don't forget to take time to examine the scenery/surroundings leisurely.

[NRDL]

Take a Jog to Walk (down) your memory (lane)

Don't forget to take time to examine the scenery/surroundings leisurely.

+1

[omada]

Take a Jog to Walk (down) your memory (lane)

Don't forget to take time to examine the scenery/surroundings leisurely.

+1

+1 chuckle a bit

[Paxiecrunchle]

Take a Jog to Walk (down) your memory (lane)

Don't forget to take time to examine the scenery/surroundings leisurely.

+1

+1 chuckle a bit

Might I also suggest looking for a new hat along the way?

[~Neri]

Cackle for a bit and then go for a brisk, moonlight walk.

You’re Free!

[King Zultan]

Take a Jog to Walk (down) your memory (lane)

Don't forget to take time to examine the scenery/surroundings leisurely.

+1

+1 chuckle a bit

+1

[Sl4cker]

You decide to go for a walk.



Along the way, you cackle to yourself as you stretch your legs, finding your mind wandering the long-forgotten halls of your memory, having room to think away from that stifling stark white of your newly disintegrated prison.

This place was once your base of operations - you recall a tower, your tomb for as long as you can remember. It was not always so barren even after you declared war on the world, you remember as well. It seems the evil power from your sealed form has bled into the ground, saturating the whole place. Not anything substantial enough for you to 'suck back up' as it were - you suspect it took a long time, after all - yet the effects on it are clear. Nothing but lifeless sand and the occasional rock occupy this place it seems, though the residual energy could be useful in the future. Perhaps you also recall a name for this place, the old cradle of your power.

Ah, those times. As a Lich, you remember your magical power being utterly unrivaled. You cannot fathom the specifics at all - a side effect of your being killed by a holy paladin and whatnot, perhaps - but some basics any sorcerer should know come back to you, like loyal friends.

Of the world at large, the lens of blood and conquest has dulled your memory of it more than anything. You remember the name of the world itself - Prosponia. You can also remember the name of your birthkingdom, the one you betrayed. The Theocracy of Zel. You gag reflexively. Such deeply-seated disdain you have for that place, you can only compare it to a startlingly large, dirty rat.



Yes, a little like that one.

Spoiler: Status (click to show/hide)

NAME: Leur Inkari
RACE: Lich

Mi: 20/20
Ma: 80/80

No abnormal afflictions

Spoiler: Abilities (click to show/hide)

PASSIVES:

DEATHEYE: As a Lich, you are naturally attuned to death and are always able to sense the location of it, and all its associates - rot, corpses, skeletons, etc. Bloody wars you can compare to grand, exuberant feasts. Death by old age or a heart attack you can compare to a meal of week-old crackers.

MAGIC:

MAGICEYE: With a little bit of oomph, you can attune your eyes to the magic of your surroundings for a minute, sensing enchantments, spells, a wizard's power, etcetera.
1 Ma, Auto Success

RAISE DEAD: The bread and butter of every necromancer, this spell allows you to reanimate recently deceased corpses. For now that's all it can do, but you suspect re-researching this skill would prove fruitful.
10 Ma

CALLIGRAPHY: Magic is merely meaning with power, and the written word is always brimming with meaning. With a spell in mind, you can, instead of casting it, jot down a set of magic words that when read aloud by a comprehending mind will automatically cast said spell, once. Without some sort of channel in order to direct energy into the words, though, casting a spell this way is woefully power-consuming.
(Chosen Spell's Cost)x10

CONJURE: While this spell is a little complex, it's always useful. Calling upon your knowledge of an object, you can create a (nominally) self-sustaining, magic copy. The realer and more vivid you can envision something, the higher-quality and less prone to random dispelling it is.
Variable Cost, 5 Ma Minimum

SUFFUSE: Not a spell, per say, but you can release your supernatural energy into the world in the form of a haphazard stream of gas. It's an inefficient move, though, so it would take a lot of magic to have any real effect.
1 Ma Minimum

TECHNIQUES:

RUN: It's not exactly an elegant solution to all of your problems. But it's always worthy of strategic consideration.
Variable Cost

[Paxiecrunchle]

Bend the rat to our will and make it our first servant.

[NRDL]

Bend the rat to our will and make it our first servant.

+1

[hops]

Turn the rat into a ratlich

[King Zultan]

Bend the rat to our will and make it our first servant.

Turn the rat into a ratlich

+1 And name it bob.

[~Neri]

Ratticus Von Rattio is a far superior name to a mere 'Bob.' Properly suited for a creature that's managed to live in this desolate deathsoaked hellhole for who knows how long.

[Sl4cker]

You use your SUPREME MAGICAL ENERGY to INSTANTLY, AUTOMATICALLY AND IRREVERSIBLY bend the rat's feeble mind to YOUR WILL AS EASILY AS A RUBBER CHICKEN for NO COST. YES, you're so BONE-RATTLINGLY CONFIDENT that this plan will work that you PRE-EMPTIVELY begin the process of giving your new UNFLINCHINGLY LOYAL COMPANION a name - BOB. No, RATTICUS VON RATTIO. YES, you and young RATTICUS will DROWN THE WORLD IN BLOOD AND DARKNESS ONCE AGAIN. MUWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA



No, not really. You realize you don't remember any spells that would result in Ratticus becoming your servant or a fellow lich without it first being converted with a 1:1 ratio into a Ratticus corpse.

Taking advantage of your confusion, Ratticus dashes forward and bites on your arm with feral, wild instinct. It doesn't hurt that much, but it does tear off a piece of your cloak. (-2 Mi)

Spoiler: Status (click to show/hide)

NAME: Leur Inkari
RACE: Lich

Mi: 18/20
Ma: 80/80

No abnormal afflictions

Spoiler: Abilities (click to show/hide)

PASSIVES:

DEATHEYE: Being attuned to death as a Lich, you are naturally able to sense the location of it, and all its associates - rot, corpses, skeletons, etc. Bloody wars you can compare to grand, exuberant feasts. Death by old age or a heart attack you can compare to a meal of week-old crackers.

MAGIC:

MAGICEYE: With a little bit of oomph, you can attune your eyes to the magic of your surroundings for a minute, sensing enchantments, spells, a wizard's power, etcetera.
1 Ma, Auto Success

RAISE DEAD: The bread and butter of every necromancer, this spell allows you to reanimate recently deceased corpses. For now that's all it can do, but you suspect re-researching this skill would prove fruitful.
10 Ma

CALLIGRAPHY: Magic is merely meaning with power, and the written word is always brimming with meaning. With a spell in mind, you can, instead of casting it, jot down a set of magic words that when read aloud by a comprehending mind will automatically cast said spell. Without some sort of channel in order to direct energy into the words, though, casting a spell this way is woefully power-consuming.
(Chosen Spell's Cost)x10

CONJURE: While this spell is a little complex, it's always useful. Calling upon your knowledge of an object, you can create a (nominally) self-sustaining, magic copy. The realer and more vivid you can envision something, the higher-quality and less-prone-to-random-dispelling it is.
Variable Cost, 5 Ma Minimum

SUFFUSE: Not a spell, per say, but you can release your supernatural energy into the world in the form of a haphazard stream of gas. It's an inefficient move, though, so it would take a lot of magic to have any real effect.
1 Ma Minimum

TECHNIQUES:

RUN: It's not exactly an elegant solution to all of your problems. But it's always worthy of strategic consideration.
Variable Cost