The Lich Of East Yew II
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Title: The Lich of East Yew II
Author: Krythan
A pale white hand slowly reached out of the coffin. The skin that was stretched tightly over the bony hands, which glowed with a light red color, and bits of the skin were flaking away, revealing white bone.
The hand grasped the side of the lid and flung it against one of the standing walls, freeing the gruesome thing from it's prison. The body that the hand belonged to began to rise, it's bones making snapping sounds as they stirred from rest. Then it hit me... the thing rising in front of me was the Lich from the legends. As a child, I heard terrifying stories of a glowing red Lich Lord who rose out of his grave at night to feast on those who were foolish enough to disturb his rest. The legend says that the lich was once a powerful mage and alchemist, who was corrupted by the desire to live forever.
The mage believed he found the answer after years and years of hard work in his lab. The potion he believed would give him eternal life did its intended job, but in a horrible manner.
After drinking the potion, the mage is said to have gone into a mad rage; killing his assistant and partially destroying his cottage before he committed suicide. The potion that made him insane, would also make him undead. Not long after the mage killed himself, people reported being attacked by a red lich Lord, who strongly resembled the crazed mage. The woods around the southeastern part of Yew have been shunned ever since, even though the story is now considered to be nothing more than a myth.
The thoughts about the legend and the red Lich Lord ran through my mind in a flash. Frozen in terror, I watched as the lich rose to his full height, towering over any full grown man. His eyes glowed a sickly greenish color as he stared down at me. As soon as he raised his hand into the air, my paralyzation from fear was gone, and instinct kicked in. I hopped to my feet and dove as far as I could, going into a roll to keep from hurting myself.
I did it just in time ... seconds after i jumped away, the area where i had been was ablaze with magical fire.
Not wasting any time, I quickly regained my footing and created a wall of stone in front of the Lich to buy myself some time to make an escape. I ran like I had never run before in my life. Looking over my shoulder, I saw the Lich break through my feeble stone wall, destroying the magical bricks in a shower of sparks.
The Lich laughed...a laugh that I'll never forget. It sounded like a wheeze, the scraping of many bones, and the howling of a dire wolf all together. Hearing that laugh only made me run faster. I have no idea how long I ran, but I must have passed out from exhaustion. I awoke the next morning in Minoc at the home of a miner.
Apparently the fellow had been on his way home from Yew when he saw me lying unconscious near the road. I thanked him for his kindness and offered to pay him, but he refused. After thanking him once again for his help, I departed for the moongates. There was no way in hell that I was going to walk that road back to Yew.....