Necromantic Reflections
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Title: Necromantic Reflections
Author: Rune Artisem - OES
"I thank ye for your consideration in this most urgent matter, dear Mayor..." I slowly said.
Mayor Du'rome chuckled and said "It is nothing, necromancer. The Tribunal will fully examine and decide on these expansions that you have written concerning the Artisem Laws. They have proven to be a boon to the City in the rapid extermination of the pest that were plaguing us."
"It is always a pleasure to serve.." I muttered. "I must now be on my way. I have other matters to attend to..."
The Mayor nodded and said "Very well then. Walk In Darkness."
"Yes... Walk In Darkness..." I said and with that I then retreated from the Tribunal of Entropy.
I hated so much in dealing with the politics of the city. Always so much to go over and then there was always some spineless wrench who would always oppose anything for the simple purpose of doing so. But it is what had to be done in order to increase the flow... The Artisem Laws had increased it by a fairly large amount and I was fairly pleased with its results. But there was so much more empty space that had to be filled... Oh so much more...
I slowly passed the Scholomance and then I came to a lovely sight. An oh so lovely sight it was despite the fact that the elven warrior was besting two members of the Caina Militia. I chuckled and released a small ball of flame towards the elf. It could have been dead had I wanted it, but my attack was merely to distract it. And it was with that distraction that the members of the Caina Militia were able to bring the elf down into the snowy ground and began the piercing of its body with their unholy swords.
"It seems you simple minded idiots require more training to deal with such a petty pest! I shall speak with Commander Al'rim Naz'ul and make certain you idiots are turned into the killing machines you are supposed to be." I informed the two guards.
They both nodded to me and gave one of their typical silly salutes.
"Now make certain you display this garbage properly. We cannot allow them to become to cocky and think that they can just march all over Caina, now can we?" I stated.
They both then took the corpse of the elf and set it upon a spear that stood up right in the ground. A good bit of blood poured out of the corpse and unto the ground but that always did happen when one of these rats were set on display. I chuckled and then went on my way in the directions of the Well of Souls.
"Such a disgusting job this is. I so do hate playing the part of this silly Race Relations Minister. But it is needed..." I thought to myself.
As I neared the Well, I could tell that the snow was coming down much heavier in this part of the Caina. This brought a smile to my face. It was happening. The flow was increasing... Slowly and surely but there was no doubt that it was increasing...
Soon I was standing before the Well of Souls. Such a beautiful sight it truly was. It had been some time since I had been here but I could already tell that it had changed for the better.
For the flow of spirits into the Well of Souls was increasing with each lovely day... The spirits of those slain upon Dagger Isle would remain trapped within it for all time... The creation of the Artisem Laws had seen to the increased flow by several hundred souls... After all... People are so easily goaded into killing things they do not fully understand... And that played perfectly into my hands...
I chuckled at the mere thought of what I had conveyed and proceeded inside the Well of Souls. As I entered I could hear the screams of thousands of souls gasping out in agony, despair, and terror... Such beautiful music... Much like that of a fine piano being played along side with a chorus...
I then came into the deepest levels of the Well of Souls... I was in pure rapture at this point... So many souls! So much energy! Ah! It was true paradise! The flow of souls shall continue to increase into the Well! And then... When everything is ready and prepared for...
SHALL THIS ENTIRE DISGUSTING REALM SUFFER AND DIE!
In Eternal Darkness,
Rune Artisem
Arcane Master
Minister of Race Relations to Caina
Order of the Ebon Skull