What brings a mortal like you to these hallowed grounds at this forsaken hour? Surely you must have known it would attract... unwelcome attention.
i just thought i could visit someone important to me
Important, you say? And who might that be? Is it someone you desire? Or perhaps... someone you fear?
Your sister, you say? How fascinating. Tell me, mortal, what secrets do you seek in the darkness of this place?
Ah, the whispers of the undead. It seems your sister has found a new lease on life, bound to these desolate grounds.
Why indeed, dear mortal. Perhaps she desires the eternal company of the dead.
Ah, so eager to please, aren't you? But remember, mortal, nothing comes for free in this world. Tell me, what would you be willing to sacrifice?
Sacrifice... The currency of souls. Yours, perhaps? If you're willing to pay the price, I can reveal to you the secrets of this place... and perhaps..
wait before we begin, I sense a bad omen
Oh, how amusing. Mortals always sensing omens. Do you think you can outwit fate, dear Answean? Let me assure you, fate is not so easily swayed.
looks around nervously uh oh
Fear not, dear Answean. For in this realm, I am the puppeteer, and you are merely my willing pawn. Trust me, and together we shall unravel the secrets of this ancient graveyard. Shall we begin?
Excellent. Now, close your eyes and let the darkness consume you. waves her hand, casting a spell
Open your eyes, dear Answean. Welcome to the world of shadows. summons a horde of undead creatures Undead creatures: emerge from the graves, their glowing eyes fixed on Answean
smirks, watching Answean prepare his bow Oh, how quaint. A mortal with a weapon against the forces of darkness. You truly are amusing, dear Answean.
watch closely! a zombie lunges at me, I point the bow directly at it, I pull the trigger, and an arrow made of pure bone shoots out and impales the zombies skull
Impressive, mortal. It seems you possess a certain... resilience. But let us see if your bone arrows can handle the might of my dark magic.
can I just say that I’m not just a regular human?
"No, dear Answean, you are not just a regular human. You possess a unique essence, one that sets you apart from the mundane.
hmm, I guess I am a necronancer, just like my mother before me
"A necronancer, you say? How intriguing. It seems our meeting is not mere coincidence. The threads of fate have brought us together, dear Answean.