Post by Angstrom on Oct 26, 2009 16:51:55 GMT -5
To my friends in Midgaard,
I have long abandoned the civilized world to pursue my experiments, most of which are considered disgusting and unseemly. Rest assured I pursue them with only the purest of intentions! My motives are the most wholesome!
But I digress. I have long abandoned the world of the living, but I still remember it fondly. That is why I feel compelled to warn you. Some months ago, a young man sought me out to apprentice himself to me. After a thorough questioning, I determined that he had only dark and foul plans for his uses of the necromantic arts. Thus, I was obliged to turn down his request.
After he had left, I learned that this young man, this Clairvius Narcisse, had stolen an important treatise of my craft. I thought not much of it, because it would require great skill to decipher the writings within, skill that young Narcisse did not possess.
The dire news is that he has somehow been able to read the book. I have felt great energies being released across the land. He has cast a spell that will raise the dead from their graves en masse.
I will be quite safe in my tower, but I must warn you that the world your taunts and sneers have forced me to abandon is in grave danger. Tombs open and the dead will walk the land once more. If you seek repose, I suggest you find young Narcisse and my treatise. Only then will you be safe.
Beware the coming plague.
Yamus
I have long abandoned the civilized world to pursue my experiments, most of which are considered disgusting and unseemly. Rest assured I pursue them with only the purest of intentions! My motives are the most wholesome!
But I digress. I have long abandoned the world of the living, but I still remember it fondly. That is why I feel compelled to warn you. Some months ago, a young man sought me out to apprentice himself to me. After a thorough questioning, I determined that he had only dark and foul plans for his uses of the necromantic arts. Thus, I was obliged to turn down his request.
After he had left, I learned that this young man, this Clairvius Narcisse, had stolen an important treatise of my craft. I thought not much of it, because it would require great skill to decipher the writings within, skill that young Narcisse did not possess.
The dire news is that he has somehow been able to read the book. I have felt great energies being released across the land. He has cast a spell that will raise the dead from their graves en masse.
I will be quite safe in my tower, but I must warn you that the world your taunts and sneers have forced me to abandon is in grave danger. Tombs open and the dead will walk the land once more. If you seek repose, I suggest you find young Narcisse and my treatise. Only then will you be safe.
Beware the coming plague.
Yamus