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Hello,
I play, Diablo II: Lord of Destruction along with some friends of mine. These friends will be brought into this story as different character classes. The characters are: Krull the Barbarian(Kenny), Reaver the Druid(Robert), Rizlan the Paladin(Seth), Ahkra the Assassin(Keri), Angeni the Amazon(Shannon), Misato the Sorceress(Jenna), and Eludar the Necromancer(Myself). Jenna(Misato) and myself(Dragontears) are writing the fic in parts and it's going to be tough introducing and keeping up with so many characters. Read on and enjoy!
Diablo II: Lord Of Destruction
On a foggy evening, miles away from any single Rogue encampment, a stray, young Necromancer settles himself against an oak tree. "Why did I study this form of fighting?", the young man thought to himself as he sat down. "Oh yeah, because I like it dirty", he said, with a smirk, while cleaning his blade.
He began to open a many different vials of different colors and set them in their holding stand, which he smiles upon, being so smart as to have it custom set into his shield. "Hmm...", he thinks, "What should I line my blade with for tomorrow? Poison worked well against the spawns of another realm, but earthly hunters are more immune to my formula, maybe something with a little more punch, a fire potion or fulminating? Ah Ha! I'll try all three."
As the young warrior methodically prepares his blade, mixing the solutions and setting them very carefully into the grooved pores of his blade, which he smiles over again, he becomes wary of another magical presence. He stops for a moment to observe his surroundings. He then continues to set his vials that were used back into his leather pouch. "I think you'll be used for a more special occasion." he said as he admired a glowing blue liquid, encased in a vial.
Suddenly, a crack from the large branches above surprises the young hero. In a hasty move, he takes his shield in his right hand and a small dagger, his secondary weapon, into his left, while pushing against the tree with his left foot to distance himself from the trunk of the tree.
As he prepares himself for battle, he notices his prime blue vial at his right foot. "Oh please no." he said as he began to kneel down to pick it up Just then, a small figure bounds from the tree, with a long staff as it's weapon. The necromancer has just enough time to grab his potion before it's trampled by the melee battle and get his shield hand up to block the crushing blow of the staff.
He bounds at his attacker with a grunt and stops short, noticing that his opponent is human. He slips in the mud trying to make out features of his attacker. Wide-eyed at the fact that he's never been attacked by a human, let alone see one in the wilderness, he moves quickly away from another swing of the large staff. "It's a female whatever it is, why am I the one being defensive?", he thinks as he whirls around to face his opponent for the third time. Shoving the admired vial into the leather pouch and grabbing his earth soiled small dagger he charges his opponent.
He slams right into his opponents weapon with his shield, knocking her to the ground. With a smile on his face, he taunts his opponent. "I never thought someone could sneak up on me like a small cat and then fight as that small cat as well. I hope you've got something just a little stronger, unless that is you're suicidal." he follows with hearty laughter. He watches his stunned opponent find her way to her feet, with a smile that was soon cut short.
She wrenches her staff from the ground and called forth the deep cold of an ice blast. As the young man braces himself with his shield, he remembers the vials are in their case, set in the shield. "They could be frozen!" he exclaimed as he bounded sideways away from the ice attack. As he squares himself with his opponent, he notices the trunk he was resting upon, now, half frozen. "You're a sorceress?" he asks as another swing from the staff connects with the young mans shield, an audible, "Yes." is heard from his attacker.
"Well..."said the necromancer, with a smirk, he raised an earth golem right behind her. She whirred around to face the risen puppet of earthen matter and was slammed into by the young mans shield shortly afterwards. "Why are you attacking me?" he asked as he watched her regain her footing. The young woman let loose an ice blast watching her haughty opponent this time and with all her might swung toward the now frozen earth golem. "Because you looked evil!" she said squaring once again with the necromancer. "That wasn't at all fair, what you did with the earth golem." she said. "Yes, but I like playing dirty." he said with a widened smile. "Very nice way that you put him back to the earth if I may say so myself." the necromancer said.
As they stood squared with each other the necromancer sheathed his dagger and with a motion of his hand called the fight off. "Do you attack humans often?" he asked, as she stood confused at the young man calling the fight off. "No, I don't." "Then why are we fighting?" he asked pointing at the soil that was overturned at every fall and the puddle of mud that was once a golem. "I guess it's safe to say that you have a point." said the young woman eyeing the necromancer for any sign of deceit. "Well...I would like to sit down and finish my preparations for tomorrow on my blade." as he motioned toward her to sit down at the tree. Seeing that the young woman didn't believe him he removed his leather pouch and set his shield next to the tree. He sat down and motioned for her to sit down showing her where his vials fit into the rim of his shield. Knowing now that he meant her no harm she sat down and eyed her staff for flaws a few feet away from him.
Hello,
I play, Diablo II: Lord of Destruction along with some friends of mine. These friends will be brought into this story as different character classes. The characters are: Krull the Barbarian(Kenny), Reaver the Druid(Robert), Rizlan the Paladin(Seth), Ahkra the Assassin(Keri), Angeni the Amazon(Shannon), Misato the Sorceress(Jenna), and Eludar the Necromancer(Myself). Jenna(Misato) and myself(Dragontears) are writing the fic in parts and it's going to be tough introducing and keeping up with so many characters. Read on and enjoy!
Diablo II: Lord Of Destruction
On a foggy evening, miles away from any single Rogue encampment, a stray, young Necromancer settles himself against an oak tree. "Why did I study this form of fighting?", the young man thought to himself as he sat down. "Oh yeah, because I like it dirty", he said, with a smirk, while cleaning his blade.
He began to open a many different vials of different colors and set them in their holding stand, which he smiles upon, being so smart as to have it custom set into his shield. "Hmm...", he thinks, "What should I line my blade with for tomorrow? Poison worked well against the spawns of another realm, but earthly hunters are more immune to my formula, maybe something with a little more punch, a fire potion or fulminating? Ah Ha! I'll try all three."
As the young warrior methodically prepares his blade, mixing the solutions and setting them very carefully into the grooved pores of his blade, which he smiles over again, he becomes wary of another magical presence. He stops for a moment to observe his surroundings. He then continues to set his vials that were used back into his leather pouch. "I think you'll be used for a more special occasion." he said as he admired a glowing blue liquid, encased in a vial.
Suddenly, a crack from the large branches above surprises the young hero. In a hasty move, he takes his shield in his right hand and a small dagger, his secondary weapon, into his left, while pushing against the tree with his left foot to distance himself from the trunk of the tree.
As he prepares himself for battle, he notices his prime blue vial at his right foot. "Oh please no." he said as he began to kneel down to pick it up Just then, a small figure bounds from the tree, with a long staff as it's weapon. The necromancer has just enough time to grab his potion before it's trampled by the melee battle and get his shield hand up to block the crushing blow of the staff.
He bounds at his attacker with a grunt and stops short, noticing that his opponent is human. He slips in the mud trying to make out features of his attacker. Wide-eyed at the fact that he's never been attacked by a human, let alone see one in the wilderness, he moves quickly away from another swing of the large staff. "It's a female whatever it is, why am I the one being defensive?", he thinks as he whirls around to face his opponent for the third time. Shoving the admired vial into the leather pouch and grabbing his earth soiled small dagger he charges his opponent.
He slams right into his opponents weapon with his shield, knocking her to the ground. With a smile on his face, he taunts his opponent. "I never thought someone could sneak up on me like a small cat and then fight as that small cat as well. I hope you've got something just a little stronger, unless that is you're suicidal." he follows with hearty laughter. He watches his stunned opponent find her way to her feet, with a smile that was soon cut short.
She wrenches her staff from the ground and called forth the deep cold of an ice blast. As the young man braces himself with his shield, he remembers the vials are in their case, set in the shield. "They could be frozen!" he exclaimed as he bounded sideways away from the ice attack. As he squares himself with his opponent, he notices the trunk he was resting upon, now, half frozen. "You're a sorceress?" he asks as another swing from the staff connects with the young mans shield, an audible, "Yes." is heard from his attacker.
"Well..."said the necromancer, with a smirk, he raised an earth golem right behind her. She whirred around to face the risen puppet of earthen matter and was slammed into by the young mans shield shortly afterwards. "Why are you attacking me?" he asked as he watched her regain her footing. The young woman let loose an ice blast watching her haughty opponent this time and with all her might swung toward the now frozen earth golem. "Because you looked evil!" she said squaring once again with the necromancer. "That wasn't at all fair, what you did with the earth golem." she said. "Yes, but I like playing dirty." he said with a widened smile. "Very nice way that you put him back to the earth if I may say so myself." the necromancer said.
As they stood squared with each other the necromancer sheathed his dagger and with a motion of his hand called the fight off. "Do you attack humans often?" he asked, as she stood confused at the young man calling the fight off. "No, I don't." "Then why are we fighting?" he asked pointing at the soil that was overturned at every fall and the puddle of mud that was once a golem. "I guess it's safe to say that you have a point." said the young woman eyeing the necromancer for any sign of deceit. "Well...I would like to sit down and finish my preparations for tomorrow on my blade." as he motioned toward her to sit down at the tree. Seeing that the young woman didn't believe him he removed his leather pouch and set his shield next to the tree. He sat down and motioned for her to sit down showing her where his vials fit into the rim of his shield. Knowing now that he meant her no harm she sat down and eyed her staff for flaws a few feet away from him.