Krista
09-26-07, 03:42 AM
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Revenge. That is one thing that can truly haunt you forever. It is a power strong enough to taint even the purist of souls. It is a drive powerful enough to turn anyone into a formidable opponent.
Now, mind you, Krista was never too powerful, nor was she anywhere close to having a pure soul, so the need for revenge began to corrupt her little brain. It began to overtake her like a Virus.
Before I start this tale, let me take you back 7 years.
At that time, Krista was living quite the comfortable life with her sister, Karla, and her parents. Then, one day, a bunch of bandits raided her town, murdered her parents, and burned her house down. Krista knew that she was only able to survive because Karla helped her to escape the burning house, but when she turned around to see if her sister had escaped, krista saw the building collapse right on top of where she last saw her sister. Krista knew that she was no match for the bandits as she was now, but she swore to herself that she would get revenge on the bandits that murdered her family by killing every last one of them, as soon as she was strong enough to do so.
Even now, 7 years later, she is trying to learn the forbiddan arts of necromancy because she believes that if she is able to summon and control an army of the undead, she will be able to have her revenge.
Krista stared at the tree leaves as she wondered if the rumors about the curse on this place were true. Either way, she knew that the rumors of the curse kept most people far away from the center of the forest, which is exactly why she chose to practice her necromancy there. It made it extremely unlikely that anyone would catch her doing something as taboo as practicing one of the forbiddan magics.
Before she could get much practicing done, today, a mysterious woman dressed entirely in black approached her and grinned evilly.
"I knew I sensed another practitioner of necromancy around here. I could show you one of my techniques, if you like." The woman offered.
Krista was quick to answer. "No, thank you" She began to say, but all that cameout was "No, th..." Before a giant skeletal hand reached up from underneath her and started dragging her underground.
The woman laughed and dissapeared, leaving Krista to die. Unsure of what else she could do to save herself, she did the only thing that she could do. She yelled out "HELP! Someone please help me!" at the top of her lungs and hoped to god that someone was around to hear her desperate cry for help.
Revenge. That is one thing that can truly haunt you forever. It is a power strong enough to taint even the purist of souls. It is a drive powerful enough to turn anyone into a formidable opponent.
Now, mind you, Krista was never too powerful, nor was she anywhere close to having a pure soul, so the need for revenge began to corrupt her little brain. It began to overtake her like a Virus.
Before I start this tale, let me take you back 7 years.
At that time, Krista was living quite the comfortable life with her sister, Karla, and her parents. Then, one day, a bunch of bandits raided her town, murdered her parents, and burned her house down. Krista knew that she was only able to survive because Karla helped her to escape the burning house, but when she turned around to see if her sister had escaped, krista saw the building collapse right on top of where she last saw her sister. Krista knew that she was no match for the bandits as she was now, but she swore to herself that she would get revenge on the bandits that murdered her family by killing every last one of them, as soon as she was strong enough to do so.
Even now, 7 years later, she is trying to learn the forbiddan arts of necromancy because she believes that if she is able to summon and control an army of the undead, she will be able to have her revenge.
Krista stared at the tree leaves as she wondered if the rumors about the curse on this place were true. Either way, she knew that the rumors of the curse kept most people far away from the center of the forest, which is exactly why she chose to practice her necromancy there. It made it extremely unlikely that anyone would catch her doing something as taboo as practicing one of the forbiddan magics.
Before she could get much practicing done, today, a mysterious woman dressed entirely in black approached her and grinned evilly.
"I knew I sensed another practitioner of necromancy around here. I could show you one of my techniques, if you like." The woman offered.
Krista was quick to answer. "No, thank you" She began to say, but all that cameout was "No, th..." Before a giant skeletal hand reached up from underneath her and started dragging her underground.
The woman laughed and dissapeared, leaving Krista to die. Unsure of what else she could do to save herself, she did the only thing that she could do. She yelled out "HELP! Someone please help me!" at the top of her lungs and hoped to god that someone was around to hear her desperate cry for help.