Abigail speaks with...

[MidKnight]

Abigail, fresh from her loss to Angel, leaves town for a short walk through the forests. The wind in the leaves is soothing to her. It helps calm her mind and relax her restless spirit.

"Hello my daughter."

She looks about quickly. But the source of the voice cannot be located.

"You look suprised, why?"

"Father?!? I have no Father. My... parents... left me for dead. They left me with a group of MONKS!

I have no family. I have only myself."

A cloaked form seems to phase into existance behind her. She turns as she feels his presence.

...

 

[Jeph]

Shadows coalesce into substantial form, and a tall man garbed in a pure white cloak, streaming silver hair tied back in a gracefull braid.

"Not who you expected? . . ."

He smiles.

"I am called the Bright Necromancer, and desire a test to my skill."

 

[MidKnight]

Abigail quickly turns to face the new voice.

"Appearently I need to get more sleep... I keep seeing things pop into and out of existance."

She leaves the woods with a pile of thoughts running through her head.

"I will be here when you are ready for the truth my Daughter."