“Excuse me!” A bright, cheerful shout enters the church. It’s Rina, with the Coin Priest in tow,
“Huh? Oh, yeah, i-it’s you…” He looked back at her. “What do you want?” “I hope Eleanor didn’t mind…”
@Fadeblade
The bone arena is prepared. Including the five leaders and Yale, around thirty so hooded figures are surrounding the arena. One of the leaders stand forward. He’s the lizardman.
"Lich Lord of Dark Dungeon had challenged the council on a Rite of Passage. As of the new rules, no one may hold the power of more than one seat on the council. "
Another one of them steps forward.
"I, Roose of Sandstorm March, accept the challenge on the behalf of the council. "
Roose jumps down into the arena. The wind pushes back his cloak, leaving his bald head uncovered. He seems to be human. A very old one.
“Do you want to join the volunteer army? I know I have asked, but do you change your mind?” She asks both Skyla and Liz. The priest looks uncomfortable.
(Eleanor rushed out of the church. Only Liz is there)
The lichlords voice booms though the bone pit
MY CHALLENGER IS SERKOS AND YOURS WILL FALL TO HIS MIGHT
“Huh? The…volunteer army?” He looked at the priest with a suprised look. “Um…I don’t…know how to fight…” “And I certainly don’t want to risk my life…”
Cecilia looks to the whole situation at the arena and whispers Yale
I don’t like this at all…
"Hm? Well, I don’t really care either way. Whoops, time for me to go. The Lich doesn’t look patient. "
Yale jumps into the arena, sporting a bright red cloak instead of the brown one worn by him earlier.
“I am Yale from a place not named. I am here to be the judge of this rite of passage. The rules are simple. One undead each, with potions and support spells without a limit for the summoned undead. Any kind attack directed at necromancers is determined a loss. Clear?”
“Hm? No worry! We bards can tag along and perform every night to keep the morale up!”
“Sure, but… will it be… dangerous?” He glanced back at the door Eleanor went through. “I still have a lot to learn…”
“Can I join?” Liz runs towards Rina, jumping up and down continuously, reminiscent of a bouncy ball.
“I wouldn’t want to die before I unravel my full potential.”
"Well, here I go. "
Triage puts his left hand on Jame’s temple…
and the pain starts.
Imagine having a loose skin near your finger nail. You pull it, but you also pull the living skin with it and it hurts a lot.
Imagine the same pain across all part of your body, concentrated on your thigh, crotch, and cheek, which are more sensitive to pain.
Imagine that pain appears not only on the skin surface, but on every single living cell that makes up your body.
Imagine not being able to fall unconscious because your brain also feel the same pain.
Now imagine feeling the same pain for 15 minutes.
I wonder if he can keep sane after he wakes up from his coma. Wait, I wonder if he will fall into a coma or die. Triage lets his mind wander for a bit before concentrating on the task at hand.
“Hmph… Too bad for us huh? Undead only…” Desia chuckles. She puts her arms around Cecilia, “Let’s see how this turns out, ok?”