Curse

The undead Mesmer · Jun 14, 2005, 04:53 PM // 16:53

It whas a warm day in the kingdom of orr.
people where whistling and the merchants where shouting.
a mesmer entered the marked-centre he shouted the charr the charr are coming.
the whole city whas in panic kids where crying soldiers where trying to do something against the ravaging beasts.
but nothing helped the charr where with to manny and they where to powerfull.
the grand vizier asked the king of orr if he could unleash an final attack on the charr the king agreed and the vizier left the scene of blood and fur.
he entered one of the darkest catacombs in all of the kingdom and opened a book with some really dark spells in it.
The vizier whispered something.
and after that everything went black the explosion that followed whas the greatest one that has ever been seen in whole tyria.
the sky whent black for 100 days.

the charr where defeated but for what price everybody whas dead and those who survifed didnt live long to tell it to othere people.
the vizier went up to see what happened and whas in shock when he saw the destructed city. he fell on the ground and he asked why why did i do this.
suddenly a weak voice talked to him it said.
it wasnt your fault its destiny whe can join forces and take vengeance on all the charr what do you think?
the vizier didnt knw what to say he finnaly agreed.
after that whe wassent the same man again he whas taken over by an parasite and he could transform in the most ugly creature in whole tyria now.
The lich king.
the lich king whispered a small spel and i felt live running trough my fains again not normal live but strange live it felt cold and hard nothing as live whas intended to feel.
i looked at myself it whas horribel i whas no longer human no longer dead i whas one of the lich king an undead.
i named myself after the proffesion i am a mesmer i walked to the lichking bowed before him and said: i am the undead mesmer what are your orders sirr.

DarrenJasper · Jun 14, 2005, 08:46 PM // 20:46

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ownage of teh elite · Jul 04, 2005, 12:22 AM // 00:22

The Litch King slowly looked down upon me. I could feel his displeasure of my prescence, his hate against me and my kind. Even himself. The Litch King wanted only power in this world, even though he has given up life as a mortal. But as his burden, he was doomed to forever to raise us undead from dead corpses. With my last shred of human emotions, I could only feel his pain, feel his sorrow. Feel his hate.

"I need nothing from you. Your prescence alones disapproves of my pleasure. But I believe their is something I can do for you."

I looked at his face, his rotting, skeletal, cold face. His eyes were burning at me terribly. His face was drawn in a grimace of a grin. He wanted to give me something. But what was it? A final gateway to my wish for the black, eternal, death?

He probably read my thoughts.

"No, I will not send you to your death yet. Death is too good for my servants. It is more possible that I shall give YOU power."

"Your human appearance is only a shred of what YOU are right now." He looked at me, disgusted. "Stand still, and I shall give you the power of grenth, so that I may not be insanely bored with playing with you undead, filthy, rotten maggots."

He took out a sword, which had a eery green glow ratiating from it. It's blade was made of spikes, and the spikes were plunging through the Litch's hand. But his hand was skeletal, so it didn't hurt him. But it was different for me.

He suddenly jerked his hand up, slamming me into the wall with his spell. He grabbed me by my limp throat and thrust the sword into my chest. It was painful. I was dead, but I felt as though I was dying, again. As I slumped down, I felt something, something different. Blood.

I felt the cool blood trickle down my arms. Pain...That's all I felt. With my back against the wall, half slumped, I looked at my master. He read my face all too well.

"I have given you the thread of human life. You may leave me, and do whatever you wish. The dark powers of myself and grenth are now able to be learnt by you, and your sons and daughters. But remember, you are half-dead , my son. Your appearance will not satisfy the humans. They will look upon you, cast you away. Remember, the darkness always holds salvation for you in your times of need."

My master had called me his son. I felt something strange....hapiness.. This lost emotion of my former life has come back to me. I was appalled.

I tried to speak. Something I have not done in thousands of years. "F-f-fa-ther....Thank.....y-o..u...."

My master nodded.

"My son. You are the first of your kind. I will call you, my son, a Necromancer. And you shall wield this blade as a token of my fatherly love towards you. Now go my son. You have a destiny to fufill."

I bowed, and wielded my Vampiric Sword of The Undead.

=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=--=-=-3 Days Later=-=--=--==-=-=--

"Welcome to ascalon sir. This is the capital city of Tyria. Pleasure having you here."

You looked at this man, apparently a watchmen for this town.
Bowing, you acknowledged this man with honor.

"No sir.....It is REALLY MY pleasure.

The undead Mesmer · Jul 04, 2005, 06:40 PM // 18:40

standing up the watchman asked what i whas doing here, i didnt answer directly but one word struck my mind de- vo- na.

Whell sir i might be able to help you this girl your talking about yust entered town i do not know why you need to see her but thats your bussines.

the watchman directed me to an inn its name whas the drunken dragon, i whalked in and some shady figures watched me while i whas trying to get some more information of where devona might be, I do not know why her name struck my mind my memories are to much faded away to remember, Suddenly the shady figures stepped up and asked me to come with them i did what they asked it couldnt be anny worse then being killed because i cant be killed.

Outside the inn the 3 strangers asked my name i didnt know my name annymore so i said my name is of no use for you guys, Yust call me whatever you whant.
Ok stranger why are you here, i do not know sir i might ask the same to you,
where here to investigate an horrible story of undead that are approucing Lions Arch you dont know a thing about it right?

suddenly a new emotion entered my boddy i didnt know what it whas the first few minutes but i knew it whas anger i didnt know what i did after that.

I woke up in the bushes with my sword next to me i whas swimming in the blood of the 3 strangers that talked to me ooh gosh i killed them.
I stood up and i tryed to walk away i suddenly i heart the something in the bushes behind me....