Here's Chapter 2, in case you can't count. Sorry this chapter is so short. The next one will be longer, I promise.

-Love, Anathema


It was several days before Eva showed up at the Necropolis. She wore different clothes- instead of her previous armor, she wore a loose shirt and vest, with shorts and tall boots. Her blonde curls still bounced at her shoulders, and Xuihcoatl walked at her side.

"Hi, Artix!" she said, "Sorry I'm a bit late, I had to help some pirates with this Wind Pearl thing and then I had to fight Captain BrackenBerry- but they did give me this spiffy new outfit. Anyway." She shook her head, then looked around. "So…this is the Necropolis? What is it?"

The Necropolis is a giant underground city of the dead. Necromancers and DeathKnights go here to train." Artix said, "We must destroy it!"

"Necromancers?"

"Necromancers…" Artix furrowed his brow, "They are evil spell casters who abuse their magic to create and control the undead. Necromancers enslave the life force of their victims, trapping them in their skeletal cages and controlling them like puppets. Each undead you cross is the result of this terrible magic. But by destroying the skeleton you set the life force free!" Artix paused, pursing his lips.

"I can hear their voice in my mind..." he said, softly, "They want to be free. This is why I battle…I will not stop until I free them all!" He looked so distraught by this misuse of magic, Eva almost wanted to reach out and hug him. Be she was a huggy sort of person, so that wasn't unusual.

Artix looked over at what Eva guessed was the secret entrance of the Necropolis. "Within the Necropolis lays the secrets of this Dark magic. I intend to destroy it and never let this happen again!" He looked at Eva almost hopefully. "Will you help my defeat these Necromancers, friend?"

"Of course!" Eva said, "That's why I'm here, isn't it?" She paused. "Now, you're a Paladin, right?"

Artix nodded.

"What exactly is a Paladin? I've heard the term before…"

"A Paladin is a warrior of good who has dedicated their life to thwarting evil and protecting those in need," Artix explained, "Through love and faith a Paladin is granted the power to overcome great evil. There are many different types of Paladins…perhaps you would like to train as a Paladin one day." He smiled. "I would be honored to share with you what I have learned once we have a handle on this undead situation."

"I'd like that," Eva said. She looked around, pursing her lips thoughtfully. "You know," she said, "If I'm going to help you take down the Necropolis, I should probably, you know, stay here...or something."

"Awesome!" Artix said, grinning, "You really want to make Doomwood your home and slay undead?"

"Of course."

"Great!"


Remember when I said it was short? Yeah, I wasn't kidding was I?