Post by Stoic Soul on Jan 31, 2005 14:56:40 GMT -5
Deep in the mountains, far to the north of the lands of GoldenMyst, a man was standing in a steel cage, arms and legs bound with chains, which were the only things keeping him from falling to the floor. The man's head is slumped, long midnight-black hair obscuring the view of the man's face. Blood drips from various wounds on the mans' body, the skin that is visible is a deathly white, from both the lack of sunlight and the amount of blood lost, which could be seen on the floor, a giant puddle of crimson blood. The door of the cage would open, and a bald-headed figure would walk in, blue runes covering the figures body as a malicious grin forms on the figures face: So brother, do you still wish to defy me? : The man in chains would slowly lift his head, stone-grey eyes looking to the man as he grit his teeth as he spoke: you will not get me to join you, so just kill me...: The necromancer would laugh an evil laugh before speaking: I will not kill you, that would be too easy. I want you to sufer before you die. I will place a curse on you. You will lose all that you love, and die at the hand of one you called friend: With that, a dark beam of energy would would shoot from the man's hand, searing Anduin's flesh. A cry of pain tore from Anduin's lips as the necromancer, the cry of pain echoing out of the cave, carried by the cold winds of the north: