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<blockquote data-quote="Goonalan" data-source="post: 5741875" data-attributes="member: 16069"><p>[GM]Firstly- beautifully done, and secondly- that’s a nice die roll- ‘1’.[/GM]</p><p></p><p>The creature shuffles in its seat, perhaps shamed, perhaps just uncomfortable in Velani’s glare...</p><p></p><p>“We forget. We forget that the living are so quick to do so many things- to anger, to judge, to make bold and rash statements. Undeath favours the long-game, patience, the slow-accumulation of knowledge and understanding. Certainly we remember our family, our duty, our honour, our loves, our life- in many ways we are similar. We will state it again- we are the same.”</p><p></p><p>The creature glares back at Velani.</p><p></p><p>“We served the Vale in our time, we fought back humanoid incursions, we fought bandits and brigands that preyed upon those that had no defence- evil men with black hearts, or else with no hearts at all. We were Lord here, we ruled as well as we could, and yet... The empire failed, we failed, and for that we were punished- not because we were cruel or malign but because we had sworn an oath, an oath that bound us even in death...”</p><p></p><p>The creature shakes its head, leans back in its throne and sighs deeply.</p><p>“Even in death...” It repeats, tired beyond the ages.</p><p></p><p>“You ask how it could be that we are willing to take the soul of a young boy, you blunder... you judge. Look at us, take a good hard look- we are the dead- THE DEAD, and we hunger, always we hunger...”</p><p></p><p>The creature smirks, “Morality is a shadow- step out of the shadows. WE ARE THE DEAD!”</p><p></p><p>Serious now the creature leans forward.</p><p></p><p>“The ritual I propose will change your form, you will become a Revenant, the walking dead- your complexion will darken, you will change but slightly- you will be thinner, more agile, perhaps even graceful- you will hunger... Your unborn, well... that is unknown, perhaps our mistress will see it safe- mayhap she has other plans. You will be able to pass unmolested in the land of the living, unless you choose to travel naked.”</p><p></p><p>The creature smirks again, then settles back on its throne, the Skelton Warrior likewise retreats a little, the other Skeletons relax their guard, although eye you still.</p><p></p><p>“You ask why? What reason could there be? Why should I give my life? It’s the first proper question you have asked, now you are thinking. So I will tell you some of what I know, have been told, or have seen...”</p><p></p><p>The creature gets comfortable.</p><p></p><p>“Centuries ago the Lords of Rivenroar swore to the gods to protect the Vale, it seems the gods were listening...”</p><p></p><p>The creature indicates its own being.</p><p></p><p>“And so we could not die, not while the Vale was threatened- through the first coming of the Bloody Hand we watched from the sidelines, buried in this rotten crypt unable to do anything- we watched Fallcrest turn to ruins, which watched the lights die, we watched all that we had fought for be reduced to blood, bone and dust... We grew angry. Next time- we said, next time we will make a stand. But that’s hard to do, buried here... then, then the creature’s came- the mad Goblin- Sinruth, the madder Gnome- Frazzle and their followers. Our crypt, our home became filled with life- and we tasted flesh again, and remembered our promises, and grew strong.”</p><p></p><p>The creature scratches its chin.</p><p></p><p>“We thought we would use the ritual on the Gnome, or the Goblin- but there was nothing to either of these creatures, they were too bent, too twisted- they turn away from the light, they have embraced the shadow. The shadow is death, we want nothing more of death... And then you came, we did all we could to engineer a meeting- trying to communicate through the woman, we traded the sword with the Gnome knowing that you would come looking for it.”</p><p></p><p>“We could speak to you, explain- you would listen... We have not been idle these centuries, we have watched the vale- watched it grow, watched the lights fade and the shadows lengthen- the vale’s time is running out. The great cities are destined to fall, within a year there will be all out war- the war to end all wars, victory for the enemy will see the death or enslavement of every man, woman and child- of all of the races, within the vale. This we swear we have seen, the gods have shown us, told us, mocked us...”</p><p></p><p>The creature stands.</p><p></p><p>“Know this, without our help you will be lost in the storm- I will not say that there is no hope, there is always hope. With us... well, things will not be easy, but we will help- we will give our strength, our everything, our all, to be rid of this curse.”</p><p></p><p>The creature salutes, like a soldier on duty, it is not so different to the salute of a Fallcrest guardswoman.</p><p></p><p>“We will do our duty, one last time, we will shake the world and wake it up, before it is put to rest forever.”</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Goonalan, post: 5741875, member: 16069"] [GM]Firstly- beautifully done, and secondly- that’s a nice die roll- ‘1’.[/GM] The creature shuffles in its seat, perhaps shamed, perhaps just uncomfortable in Velani’s glare... “We forget. We forget that the living are so quick to do so many things- to anger, to judge, to make bold and rash statements. Undeath favours the long-game, patience, the slow-accumulation of knowledge and understanding. Certainly we remember our family, our duty, our honour, our loves, our life- in many ways we are similar. We will state it again- we are the same.” The creature glares back at Velani. “We served the Vale in our time, we fought back humanoid incursions, we fought bandits and brigands that preyed upon those that had no defence- evil men with black hearts, or else with no hearts at all. We were Lord here, we ruled as well as we could, and yet... The empire failed, we failed, and for that we were punished- not because we were cruel or malign but because we had sworn an oath, an oath that bound us even in death...” The creature shakes its head, leans back in its throne and sighs deeply. “Even in death...” It repeats, tired beyond the ages. “You ask how it could be that we are willing to take the soul of a young boy, you blunder... you judge. Look at us, take a good hard look- we are the dead- THE DEAD, and we hunger, always we hunger...” The creature smirks, “Morality is a shadow- step out of the shadows. WE ARE THE DEAD!” Serious now the creature leans forward. “The ritual I propose will change your form, you will become a Revenant, the walking dead- your complexion will darken, you will change but slightly- you will be thinner, more agile, perhaps even graceful- you will hunger... Your unborn, well... that is unknown, perhaps our mistress will see it safe- mayhap she has other plans. You will be able to pass unmolested in the land of the living, unless you choose to travel naked.” The creature smirks again, then settles back on its throne, the Skelton Warrior likewise retreats a little, the other Skeletons relax their guard, although eye you still. “You ask why? What reason could there be? Why should I give my life? It’s the first proper question you have asked, now you are thinking. So I will tell you some of what I know, have been told, or have seen...” The creature gets comfortable. “Centuries ago the Lords of Rivenroar swore to the gods to protect the Vale, it seems the gods were listening...” The creature indicates its own being. “And so we could not die, not while the Vale was threatened- through the first coming of the Bloody Hand we watched from the sidelines, buried in this rotten crypt unable to do anything- we watched Fallcrest turn to ruins, which watched the lights die, we watched all that we had fought for be reduced to blood, bone and dust... We grew angry. Next time- we said, next time we will make a stand. But that’s hard to do, buried here... then, then the creature’s came- the mad Goblin- Sinruth, the madder Gnome- Frazzle and their followers. Our crypt, our home became filled with life- and we tasted flesh again, and remembered our promises, and grew strong.” The creature scratches its chin. “We thought we would use the ritual on the Gnome, or the Goblin- but there was nothing to either of these creatures, they were too bent, too twisted- they turn away from the light, they have embraced the shadow. The shadow is death, we want nothing more of death... And then you came, we did all we could to engineer a meeting- trying to communicate through the woman, we traded the sword with the Gnome knowing that you would come looking for it.” “We could speak to you, explain- you would listen... We have not been idle these centuries, we have watched the vale- watched it grow, watched the lights fade and the shadows lengthen- the vale’s time is running out. The great cities are destined to fall, within a year there will be all out war- the war to end all wars, victory for the enemy will see the death or enslavement of every man, woman and child- of all of the races, within the vale. This we swear we have seen, the gods have shown us, told us, mocked us...” The creature stands. “Know this, without our help you will be lost in the storm- I will not say that there is no hope, there is always hope. With us... well, things will not be easy, but we will help- we will give our strength, our everything, our all, to be rid of this curse.” The creature salutes, like a soldier on duty, it is not so different to the salute of a Fallcrest guardswoman. “We will do our duty, one last time, we will shake the world and wake it up, before it is put to rest forever.” [/QUOTE]
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