i"You may not journey with us anymore," growled the paladin. The necromancer stared defiantly into his eyes, then looked at the five others, each in turn. Some of them weren't quite as hard faced as the holy man, but they were all resolute; it was unanimous. The paladin lifted his blade and pointed towards the exit of the town. Having no choice, the man of the dead turned and jogged into the night, his receding form occasionally illuminated by the flashes of lightning that arched across the sky. His minions turned to follow him, the rain splashing off their ivory white bones as they left the rogue encampment. /i

Amrit, as the necromancer was most commonly known as, suddenly woke up. He was in a small side room to the Pandemonium Fortress. He rubbed his eyes and tried to forget the dream, the same he'd been having from time to time for the last month. Ever since he'd been cast out by the same people who had invited him, due to a rather severe misunderstanding.

Pushing the thoughts out of his mind, he climbed out of the cot and put on his armor. A large tattoo of what seemed to be an upside down pentagram that stretched much of his upper back was briefly illuminated by the soft flickering glow of the slumbering fire golem, the only source of light. Amrit poked the fire golem in it's stomach to wake it up; his efforts were instantly rewarded by the golem roaring to life, casting the entire room into sharp relief. The necromancer then opened the door and exited into the main hall, followed by his minions.

"Tyrael, what plan do you have for..." Amrit stopped midsentance and stared silently at the six familiar figures silhouetted against Tyrael's glowing form. One of them raised her hand, three talon like blades connected to it.

Before anyone else could react, another figure pulled out his sword and placed it against the claws of his party member and said, "Sakura, we've had this discussion."

"I have my orders to slay any dark mage, paladin," hissed the owner of the claws.

"Not today you don't" boomed Tyrael. "Amrit is here on my instruction and invitation. If you are to slay Diablo, you must put your secondary objective aside for now." The paladin withdrew his sword and the claws were lowered. "Thank you," intoned Tyrael.

"Speaking of orders," said Amrit, "How do we go about slaying Diablo? And what of his brothers?"

"Mephisto's soul stone must be destroyed at Hell Forge before you may slay Diablo," replied Tyrael. The assassin flicked a large blue crystal into the air and caught it, grinning.

"You have already slain Mephisto...?" asked a shocked Amrit.

"We're a bit stronger since we last met," a deep voice rumbled.

"As am I," stated Amrit, nodding to his fire golem.

"And what have you accomplished in the last month?" hissed Sakura. "Outside of play with your bones and minor hexes?"

"He single handedly slipped past Andarial's siege, traveled to Lut Gholein, defeated Duriel and freed me from imprisonment. I then brought him here, for further training," drawled the massive archangel. "He is currently at the same level as the rest of you."

There were soft murmurs that issued from the group. Upon arriving to Lut Gholein, all they had found were rumors of a second dark wanderer who had cleaned up the actions of the first.

Tyrael informed them of their upcoming task. After a brief introduction to Deckard Cain, they left.

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They defeated both Izual and another beast that seemed to be the elder brother of The Smith that they faced in the Rogue Monastery. They destroyed the seals and released Diablo. Against him, they did not fare quite as well...

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Soon to come: Chapter Two, or something like it! (More action next chapter, honest)