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Dwelling Dragonlord -> RE: (DF/HS) Library of Shadows (4/23/2011 16:39:49)
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First comment of the post, could you describe how shadow is flying? Is she still using her dark energy or is she now using another flying spell, if I recall correctly you said she found a tome with a new flying spell. So how does she look like, while she is flying?
Superman, flying on her staff in witch-style?
Anyway.
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"Ugh, where IS the guy?!" I said, as I flew over Doomwood, scanning the area below. I was searching again for the necro Rolith asked me to catch, but with little success. Actually, no successes at all. For the past few weeks he had completely evaded me. I was about ready to through in the towel, but I continued searching...
success, throw
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This necro was called the 'mysterious' necro because we knew nothing about him. He had been plaguing the knights for the last few weeks, as he seemed impossible to defeat. Every time he seemed near defeat, he would teleport away. Often, though, the knights would have to beat a retreat themselves. Thats why Rolith asked me to catch him, but since this assignment, I hadn't seen hide nor hair of the necro.
That was
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But a few weeks ago I had some enjoyment catching the other twelve necro on my count. They were part of a group called "Bones for Flesh" (tacky I know. Necros aren't known for originality!) who plagued the villagers around Popsproket. They were nigh invincible because they always attacked in a group. I defeated them with a modified version of the spell Jaspar used on me, only this time they saw what I wanted them to *** instead of what there mind conjured up. I used the spell to make it seem as though a legion of knights were attacking there camp, causing some to fight till they knocked themselves out, and the others ran off. They were pretty easy to catch, as the dark energy trail was still fresh (everyone leaves a energy trail wherever they go, darkness users leave a dark trail that I can sense using my dark magic skills.) After a week or two, I managed to catch them all, and added their staffs to my growing backpack collection. After I caught the last one though, I decided to kick up my hunt for the mysterious necro a few notches and fly over all of Lore searching for him.
Popsprocket, see, was, their, an, in search of him
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Which is what I'm doing now. I scanned the land below me, looking for a area with a lo of darkness radiating from it, that would mark a necro's lair. So far, I had no success. As it grew dark, I headed to Okalore for the night. I had been staying in and around Oaklore for the past few weeks in case the necro struck again. In my off time, I helped Rolith train the knights, simulating a bandit attack using the charm. Depending on what Rolith wanted, the bandits were in sizes ranging from a group of twenty to a hundred, and difficulty ranging from noob's to group leader. Overall, the sessions ended when all the 'bandits' were defeated (I kept count of when the simulations should be knocked out), but some knights I had to pull from the exercise because they should be knocked out, but didn't seem able to. It was quite fun honestly, and I picked up some sword techniques from watching the knights practice. As I landed outside ** the keep, I walked over to talk to Rolith.
an, lot, Oaklore, During my time off, noob/noobs, of
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"Still no luck?" He called out.
"None. I'm starting to think he heard I was looking for him and is hiding. That, or planning something." I replied.
"Well, giving the nature of this necromancer, I assume the second."
"Thats what I'm worried about. All quiet here?" I asked.
"Yes. So far, no trouble. The knights would be out of shape from no action by now if not for their training."
"Well, no action is better than too much. Well, see you tomorrow!" I said as I walked off, looking for a place to camp out for the night.
given, That is/That's
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At Okalore, the knights were returning from training. I greeted a few, though most of them ignored me. Even though I had been there multiple time, there were still some that didn't trust me. Scratch that, most of them didn't trust me. It seemed the rumors about what happened were more fun to listen to than the truth of the matter. I shrugged, and went over to check in with Rolith.
Oaklore
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"I'm guessing today didn't go any better?"
"No. I wonder when this guy will show up..."
I was cut off by a knight running into the area, and up to Rolith. He gasped for a few seconds, then said, "There's a army of undead east of here heading our way!"
"How many of them were there and how far away are they?" Rolith asked tensely.
The knight got his breath and said, "I'd say about two thousand, and their about twenty minutes away, sir."
"Gather the men and tell them to suit up and wait outside the keep. I will be there shortly." The knight nodded, then ran off.
I turned to Rolith. "Our 'mysterious necro' no doubt. Well, it will be nice to fight him." I said, then walked out to join the other knights.
had to catch his breath, tensed, they are/they're
TIP: You can replace ,then by and on some occasions to make your story more enjoyable to read.
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The necro struck, and we were hard pressed to keep him and his hoard out of the keep. I had an immediate advantage with my levitating, and soon made my war back towards the back of the hoard, knowing the necro would be back there. My hunch was correct, and I saw the necromancer controlling the undead. But before I could attack him, several undead jumped on me at the same time.* It seemed the necromancer didn't wish to confront me. I fought these off, but more came. I was able to make slow progress though, and when I was in striking distance of the necro, he vanished, and more undead then ever attacked me. By the time I had fought them off, following the necro was impossible. Instead, I healed the knights fight off the remaining undead, and when that was done headed over to where Rolith stood.
horde, way, horde, the necromancer who was controlling,
*But before I could attack him, several undead jumped on me at the same time.
Either prepare a spell and be interrupted by undead who jump on you or leave out "at the same time.
than, helped
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"He teleported away before I could do anything." I said in explanation.
Rolith nodded, then said, "He'll be back. Hopefully we'll catch him next time."
explained him
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But, the next time he fled again. And again, and again. After he had attacked five times in the space of two weeks, I knew I needed a better plan. I finally though of one, and went to run the idea past Rolith.
"If I could get close to the necro, I could follow him when he teleports through the same rip in space. But, to do so, he can't know I'm me."
"What do you suggest then?"
"Going into battle disguised as one of your knights. That way, he won't suspect I'm a mage and I cold probably get closer."
"But, if you are disguised as a knight you would have to battle as one. And what do you know on swordsmanship?"
"Enough. I've picked up some techniques from watching your knights, and I should at least be able to hold my own."
thought, could
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The conversation was interrupted by the now familiar cry of an undead hoard heading our way. Rolith looked at me and said, "Well, we'll se your theory in practice no now. You get ready, I'm going to check ** the knights." He said as he walked off.
see, on
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First, I concentrated my dark energy to form a sword. I had done this before, but this time I needed one strong enough to stay together without my concentrating on it. In the end, it was strong, but lightweight. To increase its damage, I ran a fire spell along the edge, so that when the blade hit against something it would be the same as if I had fired a fire spell at it. Next, I used a cloaking spell to make it appear that I was wearing armor. My clothes were almost as strong as armor, so my only concern would be the lack of clinging from a sword hitting it. I just hoped that everyone would be too busy fighting to notice. Preparations done, I headed out out where the other knights were gathering.
me, as if, to
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I also know there was a better chance of seeing him on the fray of battle instead of in the middle. Being on foot, it took me a great deal of time to reach the back, but I eventually did, and once there saw the necro again controlling hi hoard.
knew, his horde
Now, I am going to drop the typos. I want to know if you know about the Mysterious Necromancers, for the mysterious necromancers who wore "the cloak", the cloak which represents Sepulchure's master, are the greatest of all necromancers in Lore. If you dispatch one, another will take up the cloak and legacy of "The Mysterious Necromancer". Nobody ever sees their face though, else they wouldn't be very mysterious, now would they?
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