II. The first corpse
Many nights had fallen and the lone necromancer hadn't even bothered to setup camp. Sleep never came easy either way.... "Cursed prophecies..", Illiawile half convincing muttered. It was then that the earth began trembling and the air became a few degrees cooler. He stood up as he watched a bright collection of energy form together into a portal. His intense glare soon met w/ a ones which were equally as terrifying. "strange looking spike fiend", illiawile confidently stammered. The hydralisk fired a projectile. The necromancer side-stepped and caught the spike with one hand and casted a bone prison in time before the hydralisk could pounce forward. He walked up to the hydralisk and impaled it with it's own spike. It still looked up at him as if it wanted to eat him. The look was taken away by the necromancer as he mutilated the eyes of this hydralisk. This blow finally made it fall... Prayers from the teachings of Rathma began filling the air. The hydralisk began taking new form, until it was revived. "you'd make a nice pet, I think I'll name you spikee", Illiawile humored himself.
His face became stern and contemplative once again as he stared at the portal. "The soul that enters the portal will seal the portal but be trapped forever trapped in it". Illiawile thought about it for a second and picked up his shield saying, "what do I have to live for anyways". He follows the prophecy and enters the portal forever sealing himself on the other side.
Many nights had fallen and the lone necromancer hadn't even bothered to setup camp. Sleep never came easy either way.... "Cursed prophecies..", Illiawile half convincing muttered. It was then that the earth began trembling and the air became a few degrees cooler. He stood up as he watched a bright collection of energy form together into a portal. His intense glare soon met w/ a ones which were equally as terrifying. "strange looking spike fiend", illiawile confidently stammered. The hydralisk fired a projectile. The necromancer side-stepped and caught the spike with one hand and casted a bone prison in time before the hydralisk could pounce forward. He walked up to the hydralisk and impaled it with it's own spike. It still looked up at him as if it wanted to eat him. The look was taken away by the necromancer as he mutilated the eyes of this hydralisk. This blow finally made it fall... Prayers from the teachings of Rathma began filling the air. The hydralisk began taking new form, until it was revived. "you'd make a nice pet, I think I'll name you spikee", Illiawile humored himself.
His face became stern and contemplative once again as he stared at the portal. "The soul that enters the portal will seal the portal but be trapped forever trapped in it". Illiawile thought about it for a second and picked up his shield saying, "what do I have to live for anyways". He follows the prophecy and enters the portal forever sealing himself on the other side.