Rhettthecoldone

Midra art? hell yes

Alford Reinhold sat at his desk, comforted to know he was back within the walls of Dun Moindamh, his family’s house. The Agnethe thought of Finnean and Siegfried, wishing them both good fortune whilst their wounds healed. Even though he was able to withstand those frostbitten wretches for now, he knew he needed to learn more and more if he were to protect Petra, his home.

Along the Westernmost valleys of Petra did Alford linger, sat atop a large boulder that had been painted with various sheets of a thick moss. In the distance wandered his loyal horse, which chewed at the tall shrubs about. The bird had already arrived in tandem with his grandfather’s letter, of which he had already read the contents of. The sun, which yawned in shades of purple, pink, and orange, warmed him in whatever strange amalgam of emotion he felt. He didn’t know his grandfather as he thought he should’ve, but regardless, he clung to little moments he shared with the man. A puzzledness set within him, one that begged the question of Alford’s absence of tears. And as the golden sun was lulled to a deep sleep by the silver moon, he too lay to rest upon the rock he sat, dreamless and confused with the shame his dry eyes brought him.

This is so crazy good stingy, i hope it gets accepted!! I especially love the Unravelling section, with all the ooey gooey voidal horror themes. +1,000,000,000,000,000,000,00000000000000000000000000000000

Within a dank cave, illuminated by candlelight sat a pale, elderly man. Nestled within an intertwining throne of ancient roots, he gazed upon the missive through his lightless sight. "So kind? Ominously kind. I am scared." He thought to himself for a time then- "Mercy for the Holiday Season."

The best family EVER

This is cooool

Quality necromancy post? Are we back? (This is so cool, I love it)

Necros dont go to the lifebanks, they just draw power from it by corrupting lifeforce.

Perched atop a large, spindly root was the gangly, frail figure. He sat within that dank cave, a cavern home to giant root systems like spiderwebs. Long, hoarish hair wove through the fuzz of old roots, as the blind sage that bore it clutched to ashen bark with wry and gnarly digits. He saw something in that ancient system of wooden webs, through vestigial eyes. He awoke from a strange sleep with three words, ”Defend The Tree.” Orders were taken swiftly by the blind man’s sacred sentinels, forged by bark of old and ashen.

Hell yes

What has been the most memorable event you’ve been apart of? ET or player-ran. What LoTC MA/FA/CA has interested you to play it over others?

This is perfect! Current necro has way too much ST involvement.

HEAVY AGREE +1

im not really sure how you could reword this to make it make sense for necromancers. there's nothing special about their lifeforce, only that they lose it passively and quickly. im sure you could come up with sum for disguised undead tho.