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Subject: Moren Author: Morenphin Sengir [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ] Date Posted: 19:14:37 10/29/00 Sun Morenphin now a much older and wiser necromancer sat pondering in a cold cell in freeport. About how he and Geddon used to get together everyday and have fun. They didnt care what the odds of defeating a monster was, as long as they were all together. Then he thought of the time that his dear friend Schizzy and him went to the Desert of Southern Ro to slay the Ancient clops. That which they did before others much older than them. What a victory. All of a sudden the guards came. What could they wont now. They grabbed him and threw him in a room of what looked like a torture chamber. He is in for it now. A human much larger walks in the door, followed by 2 others. They grabbed Morenphin once again, strap him down onto and wooden slab. The large man then takes a knife, Preparing to start the torture.................................... It cant end like this he is thinking. Moren begins muttering some words. The guard stabs him in the stomach. He isnt iterupted. A minion of darkness arises from the ground. Heh Morenphin thinks. The elders told him it was best to specialize in Alteration, and that Conjuration was a waste of specialization. His specialazation of Conjuration might just save his life. The minion quickly jabs the large human, knocking him to the floor. Moren then casts a spell to steal his strength. He rips off the straps. The two other humans rush to knock him down, but the minion quickly evades the attack and puts them to rest. Morenphin then hears the voice of guards coming. He better think fast. He begins chanting a spell to gate out. The door bursts open.................. [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ]