Two tear drops fell far from the sky and landed in Wasteland. One fell in the middle of Ostown and bloomed into a beautiful flower in front of a surprised Wastelander who was walking by as he stared at it and looked up frantically in the cloudless blue sky to find not a single grey cloud was present leaving the Wastelander scratching his head in confusion to what caused such a strange thing to happen.
The other tear drop fell in a deep casm and fell far down, down, down into the dark abyss and land on what looked like a sarcophagus that was etched with runes and symbols. Upon touching the sarcophagus, it began to glow a bright red aura around it as the lid magically lifted itself and land on the side of the bottom half of the sarcophagus. Inside this box was a decaying corpse of a woman with long greyish hair dressed up in raggedy old long dress that lost its color. The corpse jolted upright and let out violent coughs as clouds of smoke came out of her mouth, she then opened her eyes which were eyeless sockets, save for two red small dots in them, and scanned her surroundings in the alien darkness as she slowly rose and climbed out from her coffin, holding the bottom half of her torn and worn dress that she noticeably looked at and shook her head sadly seeing her once beautiful dress was now ragged and not the right fitting for someone of her reputation. she waved her hands hoping to restore her dress back to new yet nothing happened.
the corpse looked her both of her palms in shock and saw only little sparks of green lightning came out of the fingertips but the rest of her magic was gone entirely.
Yen Sid, thought the corpse angrily as her open hands formed fists and violently shook. The corpse felt an anger that couldnt be described as she looked up at the opening high above her and sharply breathed through the hole that was once her nose. she will get even with the old sorceror soon, but first had to get out of this casm that she had been banished to as she looked around and saw the remains of a Spinner that unfortunately fell in. The corpse walked over to the rusted and decommissioned creature as she placed a hand on its head and closed her eyes. 'Maybe not all my magic could be gone,' thought the corpse as she studied the non-active creature with it's fearsome features and threatening appearance. As she focused, a thought was still eating away at her mind like tiny insects buzzing.
'I was to be in that coffin indefinitely and never be released notwithout help from...' she trailed off as a thought came to her. 'No, it couldn't be, but then again...' she trailed off once again as she felt a jolt come out of her hand and give life to the Spinner as it immediately sprung to life and looked all around and noticed the corpse and as it lunged at her, she dodged a couple of time at great speed for a corpse. She immediately placed her withered hand on its snapping head as green smoke emminated from her hand and entered the Spinner who started to suddenly purr like a cat and lowered its head obediently as the corpse smiled a crooked smile.
'At least not all of my magic is gone, just dormant, but the rest I will need to replenish' the corpse thought to herself calmly as she climbed aboard the Spinners back and held on tight.
"climb." the corpse commanded in a raspy voice. The Spinner obeyed and began to climb out of the casm at a quick pace as the corpse smiled a horrible smile the further they went up.
Revenge would be hers and hers alone!