Snippet #1109254

Ireland

Nazar walked along a clear dirt road,surveying the landscape. It was not unlike concordia in some ways. There was a scarce number of dwelling around. None of them possesing the decorum of the royals, not that they should. His face was composed as he moved. None who passed him gave him a second glance and he was fine with that. Animals though screeched and yelled at him, sensing the death about him. He gave them a withering look, in truth. The second he passed them, there souls fled there bodies. Suddenly he halted. In front of his lay a large structure. He frown distactfully at him. The air of it reminded him of a temple for prayer. On a whim he pushed the doors open and stepped inside. The inside belied the vastness it held within. The room was flooded with light, shone in through windows of glass with imagies etched on them. There were rows of long seats, all stuffed with people. In the very front stood a man, garbed in a long white robe, his figure strong and erect. His voice was loud and strong, seeming to feel and vibrate through the whole building. Nazar intuited he was speaking about earths main deity. Suddenly the preaching man was alerted to Nazars presence.

" You there. Young man, are you lost. Come up here and be found! "

Nazar cocked his head and started forward, amused. This man thought him lost. He would soon no otherwise. The walk up to the front was annoying, all of the humans gazes were locked on him. Whispers ran rampant around him. He ignored all.

The preacher gave Nazar an appraising look " THIS BOY WHO HATH COME TO US THIS FINE DAY. TAKE HIM INTO YOUR HEARTS, LET THE LORD, THE SON, AND THE HOLY GHOST ALL WITNESS. FOR SURELY HE IS AFFLECTED BY TERRIBLE ILLNESS, WROUGHT FORTH BY SATAN, THE DEVIL!!! " This got a loud reaction from the people. While Nazar just starred at them. He was ill? and the cause of it was this Satan fellow? Such lunacy. As the man continued his rant Nazar let his his gaze wander behind the man. A large statue of a woman with robes covering her, behind that one was a man wearing only a loincloth. Bound to a cross. Were these the deities worhipped here.Nothing as grand as the concrdian gods, but a simple if not plain adorment. This was clearly a place of the good. A place of healing.

Nazar thought back to his human days, in the temple of the gods. Where he'd been trained, he'd lived and laughed. Praying to the gods to bless him and others, wanting to use his powers for good. Suddenly a strange feeling started welling up inside him, his very soul was tingling.

The preachr continued his wild preaching, unaware to what was occuring behind him. Finally someone in the audience got up and screamed " ANGEL!! "

The preacher whirled around, there stood Nazar, bathed in light. It coated his body in a light haze, but soon grew in intensity and shape, till it was rapped around him in armor. Large wings poking from his back.

The preacher was beside himself " A MIRACLE, MY GOOD PEOPLE SURELY THIS IS A SIGN FROM GOD. HE HAS SENT THIS ANGEL TO US TO DELIVER US FROM SIN, TO LEAD GOOD LIVES, HONOR OUR FELLOW MAN AND PRESERVE LIFE!! "

Nazar felt calm, and...balanced. The light a part of him. But the preachers words awoke him from the revery. The light around his body slowly began to burn his flesh. Of course, he was undead. The very light that was his power,posessed the quality of finality for him. The light died away, replaced by the coforting cool of the darkness. He'd forgotten himself for a moment. But now, as the humans all looked at him with great fear. He knew his true self.

The preacher gripped his bible to his chest, as if it could protect him. Nazar proved him wrong by commanding the darkness to grabb him and pin him to a cross of shadows. He resembled the statue behind him and Nazar laughed, a hollow and wet sound. Liek drowning children. He turned his gaze on the rest of the humans " Pitiful breathers, the flush of life in your cheeks, that disgusting beating in your chest. STOP IT THIS INSTANT!! " Nazar screamed, his voice making the entire building shake, the lives of the people. There life-force sucked out of them, swirling around the church in a horrible swirl. Nazar opened his mouth and sucked all of them in. He turned back to the crucified preacher, just barely alive. The shadows digging into his flesh and draining him painfully slow.

" Have you nothing else to say? "

" JESUS WILL SAVE ME!! "

Nazar grinned darkly " No, he isnt " with a snap of his fingers, the preacher was devoured by the darkness. All of the corpses in the pews rose up, there eys gaunt and filled with death. Nazar exited the church, the zombies trailing behind him. With a quick incantion, the church was enveloped in a box of darkness. A Second later, the darkness receded leaving, nothing but a pile of debris. Nazar hummed himself,being surrounded by his fellow undead was wonderful. He wondered how the royal was doing now. Out in the wide area, he felt something amiss. A soul of concordia was there. Though he couldnt pinpoint it.

Concordia

Morganna crawled through the castle. Every crack she split her body up to look down. She could feel powerful magic. The leader of the league no doubt.Every now and then she caught scraps of sound, detailing the battle below. The undead were fairing poorly against the league members. She giggled to herself, they meant nothing to her, though she regretted not being able to see the look on that cow Uriels face when he learned of her defaction. Peeking down into what looked like the throne room, she spotted three figures below. One a young man laying on the ground from some infliction, a young woman, and an older man. She pegged the man as the leader, from the power emanating from him.

She dripped down from the ceiling, as soon as she touched the floor, her normal form was returned to her. She was dissapointed to not find Valius alone. She'd planned to seduce the man. She had no issues with an audience present. But felt it wasnt exactly prudent with this lot. " Greetings Vamius, my name is Morganna of the blood walk. It is an honor to meet you. I shall not waste time. I am a Blood Magus, brought back by the undead Necromancer Nazar. Ive been bound to his servitude. But now I feel a change is in order. Surely theres a place for me within your organization? " she smiled ploitely, but let her eyes wander over Valius with scandilous intensity.