02-14-2023, 07:22 PM
From the pile of nameless mangled bodies, one of pristine condition is plucked from the others.
Spared from being harvested and reduced to mere meat for a Necromancer's experiments.
Spared from being harvested and reduced to mere meat for a Necromancer's experiments.
Quote:"You heart no longer beats, your lungs draw no breath.
But as long as your hands can hold a weapon, you remain of use to me."
A soul is robbed of it's peace, forced to rise anew in service.
WHAT YOU ARE:
An undead that starts at 170 RPL.
Servant of the self-proclaimed Tal, K'thul.
Well-supplied with both potions and equipment.
An extension and weapon of your Master's vengeance.
WHAT IS EXPECTED:
Some activity to make use of the undead, it is fine for this to be an alt.
Service and loyalty towards your Master, as they are the one that sustains you.
If interested contact: NzothofVoid#6644
WHAT YOU ARE:
An undead that starts at 170 RPL.
Servant of the self-proclaimed Tal, K'thul.
Well-supplied with both potions and equipment.
An extension and weapon of your Master's vengeance.
WHAT IS EXPECTED:
Some activity to make use of the undead, it is fine for this to be an alt.
Service and loyalty towards your Master, as they are the one that sustains you.
If interested contact: NzothofVoid#6644