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Shol cartahcer Raced across the plains to the camp which he was in. "Skeletons, Skeletons"! he cried. Then sword captian Croll sieben sat on his Gotchy (a mix between lizard and dragon) and laughed. "We came here to fight the sagemen and they haven't showed up"! "Besides theres no such thing as the walking dead"! "not even sagemen and master sorcerers have that power, well one race of sorcerers and sagemen did, but that was a long time ago". Shol, undampened at heart by these words, carried his news throughout the camp, but added a new phrase, "eye saw it with my own eyes"! But no one listened. After he was certian he could save no one, he himself fled, making for the golden council, sure that the camp soldiers could not survive. Shol could here screams of soldiers being ripped apart in the background. Clashing of swords and the sudden horrible grinding sound of unearthly and dead beings crushed the bones of men, like toothpickes.
GOLDEN COUNCIL THREE WEEKS LATER
A battered-cloaked man sat infront of the high a richly proud Desipherer. "I-I saw it" sayed the battered-cloaked man. "This unearthly and walking dead army is the reason your troops did not re- YOU KNOW HOW MUCH LAND THE SAGE-MEN TOOK FROM US BECUASE OF OUR LOSES! interrupted the desicipherer. "I will now read your mind for the truth my young messenger" said the decipherer. "Om ye lesh tor co". At these words the battered-cloacked man groaned a harch and sharp crie. "The decipherer's face suddenly turned pale. "He is te-telling the truth". "Yes master Goten" said the cloacked man. "Assemble your men, there are only to ways to kill these disgusting creatures" said the decipherer. "And that is to either intrap the dead person in his warp by warping in to him and kill him before he comes out, for you see every time you stabb one of those walking corpses they go into a warp". "The second is to find the swords of magical elements which are hidden deep in the caverns of old, there is fire sword, water sword, ice sword, Forest sword and lightning sword, all these weapons are the last magic of the old and ancient sorcerers".
LOOK FOR NUMBER 2- THE ACT OF PERIL
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