PrologueAlduin gasped as the sword went through his skeleton. It shouldn’t even harm him, his [
Lesser Physical Immunity] should have made sure of that. The sword must be enchanted in some way. He quickly cast a tier 7 spell as it buffed him and stopped the inevitable for a few seconds.
The blood and souls of the wicked flowed into him like water into a whirlpool. Murderers, oathbreakers, adulterers… their sins weighted on their flesh and mind.
Memories flowed in his mind, those of a past life. Mere fragments, the remains of an existence long forgotten. Such were the woes of undeath; few of them remembered the dream of life.
Alduin knew he had no time left, The life was already fading from his cold undead body. He had one last trump card, he was never planning on using it until these “hero’s” came and ruined everything!
They want a monster? They can have a monster! Alduin snarls and activates his last magic spell. [
Summon Great Old One]
The spell hurtled through the Ether, tearing free of the Mortal Plane. It traveled through the Plane of
Stars, ducked under the
Plane of Immortals, and careened straight between the Planes of
Fury and
Light.
It reached the
Plane of Darkness. Then it kept going. It slowed as it passed through the
Plane of the Dead, which resided at the farthest reaches of the living universe, but it did not stop.
Alduin’s plea went to where no mortal had ever been before. Then it kept going. It passed all semblance of what mortals could rationalize. It fell through the cracks in the universe. Then it slipped into the void.
The void answered.
What appeared?
Just give yourself a name and a rough outline of your powers as a character sheet. Any number of people can join, I don’t expect this getting much attention anyways. Just make sure your powers are suitably eldritch and creepy.