As the last word of the ritual is spoken, the dark tome starts to radiate purple light.Chamber is filled with the hushed whispers, they sound like they were excited by the event. Whisper grow louder with each moment, soon the first souls are pulled out from the netherworld - five silver streams coming from the book towards the coffins. Tomb is filled with silent voices of the newcomers.
Name: Nal Lort
Type: Spectre
..Inventory:
Sacrificial DaggerSpeciality:
Incorporeal ,
Exhausting Touch ,
NightstalkerYou suddenly feel again. How ?
... You're not sure.
Last thing you remember is that awful soup that was served on saturday supper.But you don't feel pain in your stomach anymore that's for sure, and you feel like you lost a lot of weight.What's weirdest you see your own body lying beside you in this .. what's this place anyway ? There is something weird going on.
... You suddenly hear some voice ordering you to move towards him. What's strange it sounds like an order but not very convincing.You try to push the slab above you back but you pass trough it. Well, moving trough the solid stone isn't something normal. What's going on in here ?
Name: Edgar D'Argor
Race: Ghast
..Inventory:
Steel Pike "Fersuena" Specialty:
Polearms Mastery,
Inhuman Strength,
CannibalYou burn. As your body is reconstructed you feel again the strikes of the enemy, weapons going trough your flesh. But what's happening ?
... You're as confused as before, but the pain lessens for a while.
You're sure it was all just a nightmare. How else you could not feel the wound in your chest that pike left?
.. Suddenly the voice sounds in your ears telling you to get to him. That's silly. Why he thinks he can order you around ?
Anyway it's no point lying in this thight box. You push the stone above your head and get out your temporarty prison. Were you always that strong ?
Name: Ivan "Hard" Stones
Race: Zombie
..Item:
Rusty SpoonSkill:
Thick Hide,
Zombie Speed,
Pincushion,
Falling apartYou wake up! Well, that for sure was unexpected. These thugs looked like they were ready to kill you! But you're here now ,so ...
... Damn. You knew it was too good to be true, you don't feel few important parts of your body anymore so it's safe to say you lost them. You're Dead boy, or to be precise you were dead. Someone must have brought you back, you heard stories told to scare the children back in your homeland. Well it would explain the strange flavor in the air, it must be some kind of magic. You have heard of some forbidden rituals that can bring back the dead, but they always came back in one part in these stories.
... You hear voice calling you to itself. Why he must shout ? It's not like it would change your mind. Well, time to get out of this coffin! You push the lid with your full strength and get out of your stone bed.
Name: Tarran Etran
Race: Banshee
..Item:
Fireproof LongswordSkill:
Incorporeal,
Banshee shriek,
Shadowbound,
Midnight Strength,
Swordsman You feel chilly. So cold that you want to be back where you have been. But
.. you were dying! How is this possible ? You feel there's something strange in the air, and what's weirder you feel something in the shadows. They feel real. Suddenly you realize that the bedtime stories your parents told you were true. You become one of the shadows, brought back to haunt the living. You feel sudden urge to cry out loud,but you know what will happen afterwards.[/abbr=6]..[/abbr]You feel alien voice commanding you to come to him. Why he thinks he could command you!
You don't even try to open the coffin you just pass trough it.
Name: George Mayer
Race: Skeleton
..Item:
CrossbowSkill:
Walking Bones,
ChivalryYou suddenly wake up. How it's possible ? You remember your fatal wounds !
.. Well, lack of flesh on the hand is certainly disturbing. You heard of soldiers that lived with skin and muscle torn from them but this is not looking bright. How can you feel your hand without them anyway ? Ah,yes..you are dead. That thought hit you as soon as you look on your chest , there is no way you could live without heart.
.. You suddenly hear booming voice ordering you to come to its owner. You feel you must do it. You push back slab of your grave and get out of it.
Name: Albas Dumbledoor
Race: Wraith
..Item:
Runed StaffSkill:
Incorporeal,
Shadowbound,
Possess,
SorcererThat was some good sleep. You don't even remember when you gone to sleep. You were very tired and
.. NO. It's impossible! You cannot be dead! But if you're not dead that would mean.. There were theories of forbidden knowledge coursing among the elves. It must be it, how else could you sense so much magic around ? It's other than you remember though, filled with screams and whispers of .. well whoever they are they were less lucky than you.
.. You hear voice ordering you to get to him. You feel like you should obey it ,you pass trough the wall of your resting place.
After leaving your own tombs you find yourself in the big chamber, filled with gloom purple light. Three hooded figures look at you from their sliver circles as you enter the room. But your eyes are focused on something else: The book in the room center. You can clearly hear the call of the netherworld coming from it's pages, it was that book that brought you back. You can almost feel the sea of souls that the tome is opened to. One of the men turn toward you and speak: "You are now under our control, we brought you back and we can send you there again if you fail. Your first task is to secure the entrance to the crypt while we finish the ritual. Go now!"
Somehow you don't feel obliged to do it. Purple light in the chamber is getting brighter, and you can hear distant screams of agony coming from the book. You all suddenly remember your own stay in netherworld, and know that the gate opened by the book will collapse if they will try to force more souls back into this world.But you don't know what will be the effect of it.
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Topic: Roll to Live Once More! Undead RTD. Turn 2. Deadly serious situation . (Read 5523 times)