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Again in the evening Cool is full of fears and doubts we nhe is met by Merlin, the grandmaster wizard. " The judgement of necromancers turned poorly i see. " " Grandmaster merlin.. there was demonic mage.. and wizard.. " " Ah.. demonic mage.. those i have been dreading the most. " " But.. PooDelivery.. he is there somewhere " " Necromancer will be fine. Yet his ego will be lowered. "
Later that day PooDelivery returned to the fortress. he survived, however his army was in tatters. Cool was looking at him from castle windows and ran towards him. " Lord PooDelivery. Thank heavens you are alive. " PooDelivery looked on Cool and said " Alive i have been long times ago and if i was today, i would have raged to high heavens. " Cool loowered his gaze and said " I.. am sorry, i have failed yet again.. " " This one goes to me. I should have trusted grandmaster Merlin, however noone could predict that we meet our combined nemesis on the battlefield. That was pure us or them battle, no tactics involved. You should not feel shame for that because you have done the best you could. " " Still i feel i could do more.. " " You will do. Still you have lots to learn. But eventually some day you will be equal to gradmaster Merlin as he is this day. " " Thank you. " replied Cool. This partially lifted the heavy stone he had on his chest, but still there was uncertainty.
Uncertainty was present in yet another call few weeks later. Cool was at northern line accompanied by barbarian armies of Yashu. Enemies were barbarian and dark elves. Yashu looked upon young wizard and said " I tell you a secret. Shall i? " " What secret? " asks confused Cool " Merlin when he came in here, he always had his arse covered by one of us. That is why he got so powerful. Thanks to us. " Laughed Yashu. Cool confused asked " Really? " " Yeah. No kidding. " Cool shook his head when Yashu said " We are here for you as we were for Merlin. You want to be the asset and you are. Even thou it takes more burned villages, you will be the great as Merlin is, just get on with it. And lets fight! " And with it both barbarian Yashu and wizard Cool started the battle. And ended in decisive victory. | Poo, this is great stuff. It was a fun read. I enjoyed the plot and the relationship of characters to players. If you keep practising, this won't be the last great piece you write, keep it up.
The flow was interrupted a little bit by syntactical errors. It is hard to catch them. I recommend using Grammarly. It is free, can be installed as a plugin and it gives great suggestions.
I also really appreciate the simplicity of the prose. It is easy to follow so the reader can focus on the plot. Usage of simple sentences is wonderful. This is something I wish to emulate as well.
Keep it going. Really happy to see someone write and create lore. By the time you get to page 10, you will not like your own work on page 1 :) | @shubhamgoyal Thank you for the response. I appreciate you like my work.
As for grammar or grammarly plugin, it is a good hint, however i write on a fly and directly here. Basicly all chapters which are produced, are random sparks of inspiration in one go and if i put it in poems term, they are directly carved to a stone without second thought, so the correction is almost none or minimal. | Part 6: Them Bones
" As i have told you, young one, certain situations require specific approach. You have to adapt to them accordingly. " Told necromancer PooDelivery to the young disciple of his, Wubufett. Wubufett came into Sublime Arbor recently. His undead armies were in tatters, but PooDelivery took him under his wings and started mentoring him. " Lord Poo, but how can i know which approach is the best? " " You will know when your army lands or receives first hit. Then you will know, how to conduct them. " With these words, Poo left young necromancer alone. Wubufett was puzzled with these words. He knew that PooDelivery knows what he is teaching, yet to him these words made no sense. Wubufett walked to his chambers and went to bed.
Next day he was awoken early. Rally call. Sublime Arbor is under attack and any help is needed. Wubufett wasted no time and rallied his armies to help. Thanks to PooDelivery he was able to amass considerable amount of war material, so he could be useful. At situation map there were dwarven commanders Dark Knight and Loafoant, Necromancers PooDelivery and Wubufett, Wizards Merlin and Cool Knight, demon Warrior the MMIIth and Dark elven commander Urdit. PooDelivery started talking " Northern sector is of high importance and in higher risk than other sectors, his highness Merlin and lord Loafoant will take northern line. Western sector according our intelligence reports is not of high risk as the others are, so therefore lord Urdit and Wubufett will take this one. Eastern will be held by me and Cool Knight. And southern line will be held by lord Warrior and commander Dark Knight. Be on guard in case any line breaks, so we can issue immediate call to help. Understood? " Assembled commanders nodded and started departing on their designed sectors. | Wubufett was thinking more about Poos words day before. " You will know when your army lands or receives first hit. " It made him nervous when he was marching towards west. Urdits army appeared to be the same strenght as Wubufetts, so he was even more worried and uncertain how it will ride out and against whom they will be standing.
Few hours later they knew. They were standing against barbarian dual army. He knew barbarians are tough and they can land serious hit. Also they can be very fast, so he had to put on defensive stance to survive first blows and then attack from solidified defence. However he smelled something in the air. Something familiar.. and soon he realised what i is when barbarian armies attacked. Rocs have landed first hit, however vampires retaliated with force so huge, those rocs fell dead in instant. " Bah.. that was easy.. " Urdit smiled. " We will crush them really fast. " However Wubufett smelled a trap.. and soon he saw barbarian leaders chanting. Those bastards are using dark magic. " Fast! Disperse! They are using dark chants!! " Yelled Wubufett to Urdit, but Urdit and Wubufett had no time for reaction as wave of darkness swept thru their lines. Wave of rotting darkness had hit their troops and they saw them slowly dying by decaying malady. Wubufett just froze, when Urdit yelled " Fast! Get into their lines! We must kill them fast before that disease kills us!! " Wubuffet woke from the shock and quickly started commanding his troops for full frontal assault, but the damage that malady was dealing, was greater every second. Barbarians chants however continued and yet another wave swept over Urdits and Wubufetts troops. This time they saw how their armies have heavy legs, they have been slowed down. This was dire situation. | With armies slowly dying of rot and slowed down by darkness they were desperately trying to defeat barbarians, but their army was tough. And time was against our defenders. Urdit and Wubufett were in really dire situation. Urdit then said " Hold the line, i will go for help. Your army is more or less still able to hold them. " Wubufett managed only to nod when dark elven commander disappeared. Now Wubufett was standing alone against those armies. He was desperately trying to hold lines by raising corpses, but his mana was slowly draining. With no mana, no hope and no plan he had to escape. He issued last command to his armies to stand to a last man.. and he hastily retreated.
" Where is Wubufett? " Asked PooDelivery that night in the castle. " He is in his chambers. " Said castle guardian. PooDelivery went to Wubufetts chamber and door was open. Wubufett was sitting in a corner looking pale. " I failed, lord Poo, i was not able to hold them. " " You have not failed. Your army managed to hold them long enough for us to reach west and destroy them. Tell me, what happened? " " They have hit first.. the hit was strong, but i smelled something wrong.. " " The hit was not strong enough, right? " " Yes.. i was holding line and waiting for them.. " " That is classic mistake.. necromancers do not stay on one place and wait for them to come.. necromancers come towards them.. either to land a hit or receive one. Undead do not feel pain nor fear. Only living ones stand in line, because they try to disperse fear, we do not. We do charge. We break lines and we make spearheads. " | | " But what can i do when they are swift, lord Poo? " " Did you learn unholy rites? " " I did.. " " Use them. Even thou your divisions might not be near extinction, unholy powers will hasten them to give them second chance to hit. " " And what if their defenses are too hard? " " Break them with dark arts. " " But what if their retailiation is way too strong? " " Weaken them by dark arts i taught you. " " But what if they use magic? Chaotic powerful magic? " " Use your unholy rites to give swiftness to your troops. Wizard is nothing without his army. Kill army and you will subdue wizard. " Wubufett looked at PooDelivery when he speaks " I failed many times defending this land. It had taught me this lesson i give you now. We necromancers have unlimited potential. Either we use dark arts to control armies of enemies or we can use unholy rites to make enemies fight unlimited numbers of our troops. If you see that battle will be swift and merciless, use unholy rites to make your army faster. If you see that battle will drag on, use dark arts. " Wubufett nodded and slowly stood up. " You are great disciple, yet you have lots to learn. Battlefield is great place to learn. Theories you can read everytime in libraries, but you will not learn how to apply them. Only on battlefield you will learn the true potential and right situation how to use them. " Wubufett nodded and said " Were dead burned on western sector? " " Not yet. " " I have to go there. To make myself new recruits. " " Me too. " They both left the castle and went to the battlefield, where Wubufett and Urdit lost their men. Dead were lying across the battlefield and crows were already feasting on them. PooDelivery was looking on corpses with Wubufett and they were selecting new possible recruits, when Wubufett asked " Is it true that you were fighting alongside his holiness Rohan? " " Many times. His army is strong and lord Rohan is holy man. His god knows no prejudice and blesses his troops and few times blessed mine as well in dire situations. " " Strange.. " Said Wubufett " Not when you know why we fight. " " That is true.. " " If we find common goal and tolerate each other, then old rivalry is buried. " | Few days later Wubufett yet again stood at battlefield. This time he was alongside his holiness Rohan. Against them stood armies of demons and dwarves. Rohan said " We have to fortify ourselves. They look strong, but our shields can blunt their weapons. " Wubufett nodded. Not a second later demonic hellhounds attacked. Their teeth had bitten into shields of Rohans chargers, but Wubufett noticed, that chargers had little trouble to shrug them off and decimate them. This made him wonder for a second and then he swiftly ordered his armies to charge. " What are you doing?! They will slaughter you! " Rohan yelled at Wubufett, but Wubuffet replied to him. " These not, but mage at back will do it for them. " As soon as he spoke, Dwarven commander and Demonic leader started to cast spells into lines of Rohans army. Devastating spells. Rohan had to regroup swiftly and charge too, but Wubufett was already ahead and his undead armies have made a breakthru in lines of enemy. This made demon and dwarf to center on him, but the damage has been already done. Rohan has reached the lines of enemy as Wubufett was expanding the hole in their defense. Undead have been battered by spells, but they stood on. " If you seek that their lines appear weak, keep going. " Wubufett reminded himself with words of his mentor PooDelivery.
The battle has been bloody, Wubufett lost nearly all his troops, but Rohan made sure, that armies of demons and dwarves were eliminated. After the battle Rohan found Wubufett looking after new recruits from fallen enemy army. " I apologise for my lack of insight and delay in assault. Should have seen this thru. " Apologised Rohan, when Wubufett replied " There is no need to apologise. We have won this battle. Only what remains of enemy now are them bones. " | part 7: Rusty sword
New day has dawned at Sublime Arbor, when necromancers den was silent. Usually there was huge activity. Ghouls eating flesh out of corpses to clean bones, which will be used to construct new skeletal troops, or Liches reaping souls out of dying prisoners of war to create new ectoplasmic fighters, either apparitions or poltergeists. But today there was noone, no creature whatsoever..
" When did he leave?! " Was the question of Cool Knight. Lords assembly this morning was filled with one huge topic. Warlord PooDelivery is nowhere to be found and it appears that he left. " It appears to me, that he went for some mercenary errand far away.. " thought Rohan " But it does not explain that he left with all of his belongings.. " countered Detheroc. " He just straight up left. " summed the the whole thing Yashu
On the other side of the map there he was, PooDelivery sitiing on a cliff and contemplating his existence, which spanned for few decades among the living and few decades among the dead. How many battles he fought? How many bandits he slew? How many enemies he defeated yet those came again and again in endless numbers it appeared. Even if he went thru whole map and slain everybody, there still would be another ones who rise as Poo thought, it was endless struggle.. and Poo felt tired. He has reached his breaking point. | Poo sat on a cliff, his undead army with him. He looked over to his troops. None of those he sees remember first battles he fought. All of those are ten thousandth replacement of those, who were destroyed in any of tasks he has been given. Destroyed and replaced. Like an old and faulty part of a complex mechanism.
He remembered old times, when Rohan was struggling with his faith fighting alongside him in defensive battles " If there is prejudice, there is conflict. If there is conflict, there is no sanctuary. " Poo said to Rohan to open his eyes. But one more sentence came to him to slam this reminder " There is always conflict, there is no sanctuary.. "
He remembered when Igles was in his inner turmiol when he was bested by Detheroc in defensive battle and offered him lecture in dark magic. " Every power comes in price. I had to sacrifice part of my power in raising my troops, what you shall sacrifice? " but yet another crushing thought " There is no power to be able to overcome the endless waves of those who try to destroy us.. "
He was reminded by vision of lord Detheroc standing pale on the battlefield, when battle was over, standing atop of young elf who died in the battle. He reminded himself of this argument and reasons of Detherocs behavior. " My lord, in my army this one is much useful than six feet under or burned on a pyre. " Poo said to him. But another crushing thought came to his mind " There is inevitability.. and everytime i raise you, my loyals.. i only delay it. In the end one big graveyard awaits us.. living or dead, in the end we will be just ashes or rotting underground.. "
There was no denial, that Poo was going thru serious battle fatigue. | | Cool Knight and Rohan mounted their horses and went for a search of their comrade. They knew where to find him. They knew that thieves and bandits feared his armies. Mercenaries glorified him for his deeds and hunters always counted on him when in need of killing rogue creatures. They both had no trouble to find him with his armies sitting on a cliff. Sunlight was fading when they reached him. " Lord Poo.. " started Rohan " We have been looking for you.. " Poo did not even turn around, when he said " Do you remember how many battles we did fight together? " " Many, my lord, many.. " " But what use it was? Another come.. " " But we will crush them again! " Countered Cool Knight. Poo turned onto those two, when he said " You know what they say? King is dead, long live the king.. just like you.. just like me.. we are all expendable.. " he looks back upon receding red sun " Today we stand and tomorrow we shall fall, but of what use? They might remember us.. they might sing song in taverns about us.. " Slight chuckle " but wars will go on, either here or somewhere else.. look at those birds.. merrily flying above the ground, living their lives.. they do not care about an inevitability which comes to us all. They live, fly, eat, reproduce, and when it comes, they just go.. " he looks upon seagulls flying around, when he says " Lord Rohan, Lord Cool, i request you to take charge of my army and return it back to barracks to be in use for someone who will need it. " This shocks both of men " But what about you, lord Poo? " startled Cool Knight asks but no answer is given as Poo just sits on the cliff. " We will not leave this place without you, lord Poo. " Says Rohan. Poo does not move nor speak. Both men watch him sitting for another two hours when darkness sets in. Their confidence of bringing him back is slowly faltering when they see him in this state. They spend the night near his presence. | Early in the morning both men wake up to see him sitting at the same spot in the same pose he was few hours earlier. This sight saddens them evem ore, when Rohan says to Cool Knight " Either he goes with us voluntarily or by force, im not going to leave my brother here! " Cool Knight saddened just nods, when both men are ready to take him. He does not respond, when they grab him, he does not protest, Poo just does not care.
Evening that day there is another assembly at lords room. Merlin takes a stand " Lord Poo according your testimony is going thru serious battle fatigue. I am afraid that he needs time to compose himself. Only thing we can do is to wait. " Warrior the MMIIth says " I would have offered him some of my succubi, but im not sure if he still does have a necessary body part to have fun with them " he laughed, but nobody else laughed at his joke. Rohan looked at the paper and at writing when he arose and said " Why of course! Poo confessed to me that he enjoys reading and writing! Should we appoint him in a library? " Merlin replies " It might be interesting, but certainly it might shift his focus from his state of mind to a different subject. " They all agree.
Next day PooDelivery is walking towards a library of Sublime Arbor. He knows this place so well. He enjoys reading good book, especially some of old mariners tales. Rohan likes mariners tales too and fancies some of pirates. Poo then is walking towards pen and ink, when he writes first sentence " The tale of Captain Blackbeard, the devil of the oceans. ".. | Few weeks passed when Rohan walked thru library. He saw, that in belletry there is a new book, he looked at it and opened it. Little while later he was sittin on a ground reading like there is no tomorrow. He has read whole book in just one full day, his eyes red, but his mind spelled. " Holy shit! " he went but then slapped his cheek. He went to main librarian to ask for author. " You seek author of this book? He is still here but i advise you to leave him be. He is gaining inspiration to battle his demons. " Rohan instantly knew who is the mysterious author as book only offered its name, but not the name of author. " But.. i have to see him. " Rohan demanded and old man told him " Very well then, he is among parchments in the back. "
Poo was sitting in the back. He was in the middle of writing, when he heard " Hoist the flag, the infinite yonder awaits us! " Rohan entered, when Poo turned to him and smiled " It appears that some eager reader has found a little spark of insanity i have had blasted upon poor parchments. " " Eager reader has found your marvelous masterpiece. Never knew i will hold this one in my hands. You continue to amaze me. " " As i amaze myself everyday, your Holiness. " Rohan sat to him, little silence, but then he said " We miss you out there. " Poo sighed " I know.. but.. i still feel that all we do is just.. just " " Just delaying the inevitable? " " Yeah.. " Poo sighs. Rohan looks at him and at the book, when he says " Blackbeard is as well. Once there comes bigger boat and he goes down. But i believe he will be claimed by Davy Jones, you know what he says? " Poo looks at him confused, and Rohan says " Darn it! That was a hell of a lifetime i got, wasnt it?! " They both laugh, when Rohan smiles and says " There is a little of Blackbeard in all of us. " With this and the book he was ready to leave, when Poo said " Rohan? " Rohan turns around " Yes? " Poo puts a face Rohan knew damn well, his cold stare, but with slight smile, when he says " I reckon that with this delivery you gave, we appear to be even with helping each other battling their demons. Thank you. " Rohan nods " You are welcome. " when he looks at parchments he writes and curiously asks " What shall it be, when it is finished? " " Second installment, might be shorter, but i do hope it will not lack any of the magic as the one you are holding now. " " How will you name it? " " I do not know yet. " " And what it is about? " " About four corsairs battling for control of seas. " Poo replied when Rohan thought about it for a second, when he says " The war for sea supremacy? " " That sounds good. " Poo nodded. | Part 8: Oath and promises
" Call the wound mender! Quickly!! " " Is he going to be allright? " " Men of his nation have tough stature, he will, but he needs help now. " Men stood around wounded lord Yashu, the knight commander, who suffered grievous wound to his abdomen. His armies perished after assault on lands of Sublime arbor yet again. He was taken to the church to mend his wounds, but they did not realize, that biggest wound was inflicted upon his soul.
" Call me lord PooDelivery.. i need to speak with him. " Spoke Yashu early upon his awakening. He was sickly pale and weak. Nurse looked upon him and nodded. Poo was in his quarters, when he came to the church. " You wish to speak with me, lord Yashu? " Yashu looked around for others, but there was none, yet he beckoned to Poo to come closer as he was going to whisper " I ask you for a favor.. i dare not to speak in public.. " " What favor, my lord? " " Teach me your arts of necromancy.. " Poo looked upon him a bit confused, when he said " I shall grant you the wish, but under two conditions. First one.. you recover yourself enough to leave this church.. and second one.. you give me valid reason to do so. Arts of my proficiency are ones not be taken lightly so you should think over what you wish to gain because price of those is high. " Then Poo was ready to leave, when Yashu looked upon him as he was going to say something, but Poo was already far away to hear it. | | " He.. what?! " Asked Rohan instantly furious and confused " He asked me to learn him of it. I do not know the reason yet. " Poo answered. Rohan was angry, because he knew well Yashu. He was not a knight of holiness, he tended to use much different approach than Rohan and was not shy to use even dark magic, when he needed to, but this was something Rohan was not even thinking he would hear. He knew necromancy and even thou PooDelivery was necromancer, he was Rohans brother. Rohan knew other necromancers fighting for lord Basion, his prejudice still did not fully leave him, but his tolerance allowed him to tolerate them, but having one of higher nobility, the one of founders to turn towards necromancy.. that was hard to stomach even for him. He looked upon PooDelivery " What did you say to him? " asked Rohan. " I told him to give me valid reason to do so. Unless i will be given the reason, i will not teach him a single thing. " Poo answered. Rohan was calmed with this response, when he said " I want to know the reason too, because it is hard to me to swallow tha one of founders of this house is spiraling to the path leading to damnation. " " Let him recover and then we will ask him for a reason. " Poo ended this conversation and departed to his quarters. | | Few days later Yashu was walking towards quarters of Poos. His walk was steady and he entered his chamber, when he saw him alongside lord Rohan. " Please sit down, lord Yashu, we shall have a conversation. " Poo told him calmly. Yashu was confused by Rohans presence, Poo looked upon Rohan and spoke " Surely you are confused by presence of his Holiness, but i presume, that it is necessary to proceed. " Yashu was still alert, when he sat down and Poo gave him the honor of speaking. Yashu looked upon the ground and said " You asked me for a reason and there you shall have it. Armies which i fight.. i fought alongside and led to battle, consisted of my most elite troops and most loyal to the house and to my personal banner. Their oath consisted of loyaltky and and my promise of victory in all battles, i guaranteed personally that they shall not taste bitterness of defeat. Their loyalty was strenghtened by the fact that during those tough times we had to endure, i did not taste a single defeat. " " That i am aware of. " Rohan interrupted him and added " An i am also aware of your modesty and down to earth behaviour. You have been the one who even with noble blood was not afraid to speak with commoners as equals. Your name is in high regard between our people. I am not sure if they can accept this turn as well. " Poo added into this " I accept that you are bound with promise to your troops but think of your reputation.. " " I dont care of my reputation if i cannot withhold of a promise i gave!! " Yashu cried " My most loyal men are now rotting on a battlefield. Their souls are condemning me because of my broken promise which i have reminded them everytime we marched towards the battlefield! If i cannot withhold my promise, i am no man nor even man worth holding a command of any army! That is why i came to you. For a chance of redemption. I do not care if my name will be smeared, i do not care if i will be damned for all eternity. I shall keep my promise. " | | There was silence in the room when Poo spoke " Your reason is sound and your will is strong, but know the fact about necromancy as well. By practicing it, you bind souls to eternal prison of yours. Their bodies are mere puppets for your deeds. Vast majority of souls i have imprisoned, were ripped from dying bodies of our enemies and you well know their reaction to this act. Are you willing to be jailor of your men? I can imagine that this promise you gave, is binding you to find any possible way to keep it. But necromancy is not a way to do it. Unless.. " " Unless? " Yashu asked him with hope " Unless your men will accept these eternal chains you lock them in. Which i highly doubt. " Poo told him coldly when Rohan added " I know that you have grown fond of your men and you are bound by your promise which is in your eyes equal to the oath your men gave to the banner of yours. But it is time you should allow them to rest. Your men are heroes, every one of them. " " Yet they have been commanded by one who betrayed their trust this day.. " Yashu slammed Rohans attempt to raise his spirits. Poo loked upon Rohan and Yashu and said " Very well then. Follow me gentlemen. " He rose to the amazement of both men and walked towards door. Rohan and Yashu followed him confused, when Poo led them out of residential quarters and out of the castle. And then three men were out of city walking towards the field beset by dead corpses of Yashus army. | | Whole field was filled with stench of rotting corpses. Ravens and crows already took the oportunity of getting effortless food and started feasting upon corpses. Poo was walking towards corpses of Yashus trusted swordsmen, when he started chanting. Rohan stood back overwhelmed by the stench, yet Yashu was close to Poo, when he summoned a legion of ghosts out of legion of fallen swordsmen, when they looked confused and then knelt to him as show of courtesy to his rank. Poo said to them " Men loyal to lord Yashu, your commander has requested your truthful answer to the question which plagues his heart. You shall answer honestly and truthfully to his question. " Then Poo turned to Yashu as he was giving him permission to speak. Yashu took a breath. It was not a pleasant sight to see his men again.. as risen apparitions, yet he knew that it has to be done, when he spoke up " Men of banner of mine. Here i stand before thee with sorrow in my heart. As you well know, we have been thru victories everytime we walked to these fields. Everytime i have promised you victory we were walking to these lands and everytime i gave it to you. Up to this time. Now your bodies lie there and i stand before thee like a convict awaiting his sentence before court. Therefore i ask thee, my comrades.. as a sinner who asks for forgiveness for his sins.. even thou i am certain i am not worthy.. " Yashu was lost for words in the face of his fallen men, when he tok another breath and spoke again " I have sinned terribly by giving you a false promise which i could not withhold.. i betrayed your loyalty and sentenced you to death. Therefore i ask for your forgiveness if i deserve one.. " Yashu looked upon these apparitions. | Apparitions stood in silence, when one of them spoke up " My lord, it has been honor to serve you. You have shown us that even with noble blood, you are willing to speak with us like equals. You were not only our leader, but you were a brother. Oath to serve you was not a burden, it was a blessing. We knew that the promise you gave us, will shatter, one day surely will, and when it came, we sworn to hold no grudge against you. Because those days we had with you were worth living and worth dying for. " Yashu smiled, first time he smiled and then asked " It was worth fighting alongside you as well, my bravest of bravest.. but i have to ask one more thing.. if there was a way you fighting alongside me.. would you fight again? " Apparitions in unison " Absolutely!! No hell can contain us! Show us the enemy and we will destroy him for you! "
Rohan stood alongside Poo in the background, his jaw dropped as Yashu was speaking with his men, when he looked upon Poo with stern face, Poo instantly retorted " I have nothing to do with it! I just commanded them to be honest and sincere! " Rohan turned towards skies and uttered " Dear almighty light, bless these souls with wisdom for their judgement is impaired.. " | | Few weeks later Poo was in his necromancers den alongside with Yashu, who was in merry talks with his undead apparitions. His men accepted the oath he has given them again and gladly walked into eternal servitude. Now he was filling his ranks with remnants of their corpses using Poos lessons and Poos instruments to hel him, when he walked towards Poo and asked him " Have you talk with people of Sublime arbor? " " I did, mylord. " " What did they say? " " Some of them were repulsed, some of them were confused, but most of them accepted the situation. " " Really? " " It is elementary, dear Yashu. You and your men were one of the pillars of our lands. The day they fell, was a dark day for us all. Even thou we all were saddened with your loss, as for our experience we knew that nothing is eternal. We have learned to move on. I know that losing someone is tough, but it is inevitable. But losing the pillar of this land was something people were unprepared for. So that is why they accepted their transition. " " So you say that they hold no grudge? " " Some of them hold, namely bartenders. Your men were one of the patrons of those inns. They spent the lots of money and now they just sit and chat around, but bartender cannot make them to drink a pint or if he does, he has to sweep the floor beneath immediately after. " Poo smiled, when Yashu asked " Tell me, lord Poo, do some of yours remember the first fight you have gone thru? " Poo walks towards one of his skeletal archers, when he yanks his spine and presents it to Yashu " This part does. Many many fights this spine had to endure and still i keep it as memento. " " So you lied to me. " Smiled Yashu and Poo tells him " I did. One does not simply cannot let go of all of his past. " " True words, lord Poo. Also be careful of promises you made. Promises are like an oath. One does not simply breaks them. And if, that man deserves nothing but shame and damnation. " " So, lord Yashu, you do not consider necromancy a damnation? " " If i did, i would not have asked you for this favor. I would have sold my soul to devil to have one more chance if you would not let me have it. And i am glad you have granted me my wish. I sold my soul to the devil we know well and his holiness Rohan calls brother. " Yashu grinned and Poo smiled as well. |
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