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[David]

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It was late in the Evening when Poet, Vahn, and Nephi met they were suited all in their best armour ready to go into the citidale. It was dark and lightning flashed across the sky and the thunder envoloped them rattling their armour from its velocity. As they walked into to city of Luna they saw the torches lit upon the city walls the guards walking their posts all looking grim and tired. Poet stoped to take a deep swig of ale from his hip flask as he was putting his hip flask back into his belt he looked forward the dull paining blue of the moongate shining upon his face saying only, "There it is are you ready boys?" Nephi and Vahn both nodded grimly as poet walked into the gate and spoke softly "Compassion" They arrived upon the other side of the moongate just as the full crimsion moon crossed above their heads. Looking up Nephi said, "tis a dark eve we will have a hard time against these beasts to get to the tome." "Aye that we will lad," replied Poet. while Vahn simply seemed to focus down the road. They continued on their walk down through the woods where the Ratmen lived and robbed those weak enough to die to their hands. They continued on past the Gypsy caravan and to the Bridge which lead to the Citidale of Darkness. They then started to focus upon its largest tower when a lightning bolt slamed into it, shortly after it began to rain. Any vampire would know that this was not rain but blood. (pitter patter pitter patter) the blood drumed upon their helments. As they rounded the road leading into the courtyard they unsheathed their swords ready for anything. Behind them however the spectre looked on watching them menicingly as the small group opend the doors to the citidale inside they were greeted by a small group of Skellital Knights, and Litches. The group of undead were quickly dismantled and sent into ablvion The group of warriors however continued on deeper into the Citidale the dull glow of redish torches lighting the room. As the torches glow died away the Warriors found themselves walking in black darkness when Poet ran into somthing large yet round he swore he had run into a boulder untill the boulders hell flame eyes opend and stood straight up breathing flame into the sky. Vahn quickly rounded the back of the beast; Nephi began to chant in the holy language of the Paladine; and Poet unsheathed his blade with a slight sneer on his face. The beast lunged at Poet who quickly leaped out of the way while Vahn slashed the beasts back leg quickly bringing it down to one knee while Nephi slamed his blade through the beasts side. The sword Nephi was using however was turned into liquid steel which burned Nephis hand slightly but killed the beast. As Vahn and Nephi began to continue on Poet saw somthing in the beasts gut glowing and poet cut the beast open finding a book Poet yelled, "Wait lads I found tha tome here in the belly of this brute I belive, its title is "The Sacraficial Book of Life." "Good then we can go home." said Nephi who seemed to be trying to cool off his hand by slinging it around.


After the Warriors returned to the Tavern of Desires Poet began to read the book. "Iam fero tuli latum rursus mortuus procul spiritus vita quod exsisto pestilencia." (now come back to life one who was dead to live cursed)

The room suddenly became dark and a blood red moongate opend out steping a figure wearing shadow leather armour "Hello, and thank you it became quite cramped beyond that vail now that you have brought me back and I am undead which you didnt know because that, that you read was a curse to make the person you opened the gate for undead."
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David, The Undead Warrior