Necromancers exert control over undead creatures as if they were part of the same creature. Necromancy is not something people undertake lightly, as a false step in the wrong company may cause one to lose their head. They may be weak themselves, but they make up for it by surrounding themselves with undead minions that they control as if they were an extension of the necromancer’s own body. Necromancers channel the power of life and death. He runs back to town just in time to warn them of the coming goblin horde. After a few seconds, the now undead dwarf stands up and charges a nearby goblin, buying the halfling just enough time to get away. He asks out loud if his friend would lend him his strength so that one of them might be able to live. Crying, he reaches out to the body and mutters disdainfully. The elf takes off running with what wheat she has and the skeletons follow her.Ī halfling kneels behind a column at the body of his best friend, a dwarf. With a quick glare from the elf, the ghoul stops and turns around, reporting to her that there is an army following it.
Out of the corner of her eye, she notices a ghoul shambling over a nearby hill. With her scythe cutting through the last stalk of wheat, an elf wipes the sweat from her brow and takes a moment to observe the fifty or so skeletons in front of her, all with scythes cutting wheat themselves. The city is surrounded, and there’s no help coming. As the front lines reach the gates an alarm goes off within the city, but it is already too late. Robes billowing around him, a human stands atop a hill watching legions of undead march towards a city in the dead of night.
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