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"Well my tribesmen friend, a living horse can die, but a dead horse can live on." Xamien told the girl. "A living horse could be stronger that's true, but not only can an undead horse strike fear into the hearts of some, it can also quite simply never die. It never needs to eat, drink, or sleep...

As Xamien looked up he noticed most had already gone to the stables. He quickly got up and put his book away to find the group outside. After inspecting most of the horses he felt somewhat bad. Most might have a harder time supporting his girth. Then an idea came to him, as reached into his...

'Well I already have my armor.' Xamien thought to himself. So trying to be polite he did as the wizard said and sat down on the floor again, taking a moment to reach into his pack and pull out a book to read for a little bit. While reading he would also take little glances to notice the gathered...

Xamien let out a heavy sigh and reached into his bag. He pulled out a piece of chalk and three small stones. He bent over and drew a circle as big as he was round and placed two stones on the side and one in the middle. Upon placing the third stone the entire floor shook as hundreds of spirits...

"Well I think we should probably get a move on if we want to make it there." Xamien said to anyone who was listening. "We each may have problems but surely when traveling it will give us time to work with each other and grow together as a group. Besides while we stand here the North grows...

"I will happily do it my good sir. I for one think that if it can help then I should put in an effort." Xamien stated standing straight up almost like a salute of his own. "Plus this gives me a chance to explore more of our wonderous world that we inhabit. Oh and try more spells." Xamien...

"Please forgive her late remark. Are you the host of this lovely estate and the one whom sent us the notes?" Xamien asked the older gentleman, while standing up and bowing as was proper. Although he wondered if this old man was someone they should know considering he somehow knew of the people...

"Please let us all stop this bickering. Your soldiers what where their names? You may talk to them if you wish, and surely not all mercenaries arw bad I have met many whom where quite nice." He said to the room hoping to stop the arguments. "Come now we may all be working together so let's...

"Oh please, death is necessary but not the most unpleasant of things I am told. Spirits stand all around us now and they seem quite content. Besides if you die I can always bring you back." He chuckled to himself. Seeing so many sit made him decide to follow by example and sit right where he was...

"May we all get along, surely there is no reason for us not to get along. Although if it is true and you have been having a bad day then here please take this and may it brighten your path." He said holding out a handful of his coins. Looking at the gathered people he could tell some of the...

"Oh yes my sincerest apologies. I am a necromancer and can see the spirits in this room. Most of which seem to be quite interested in you." He chuckled to himself, its not everyday Xamien would get an invitation to some room only to meet many new spirits and a seemingly nice young girl.

"Yes, you seem to have left off that sentence." He said politely. "Besides you seem to have many friends in here." He commented on the spirits that seemed to surround the small girl. Then again most are small compared to him. Although she seemed to be nice. Most would have already commented on...

Xamien duct and squeezed through the door to the room he had been invited to. As he entered he was suprised to see that he was not the first one there. Many spirits moved about the room including a very friendly spirit cat, whom jumped up onto him. As he walked from the entry way a spirit...

Name: Xamien City Of Birth: Austrumi Age: 26 Gender: Male Sexuality: straight Station: Mage Appearance: A large man standing at 6'9 and weighing 350 pounds. He is bald, with eyes as black as night, and usually wears a light wooden armor with an obsidian dagger he obtained as a family...

The bus ride was long, well not that Hagdon could tell for most of it he was asleep managing to find a decent spot to scrunch himself into. This was his first year at the school despite his age, and was excited to meet new people. Hagdon could honestly say he was excited to meet new people, and...

@RowdyPotato I am a sir, and thanks. It's pretty much my thing irl to try and get people to agree on middle ground things, so happy I could help.

Well maybe you don't have to change it. Could their be cults of people who think that helping the darkness destroy the world will restart it. Like they are obviously wrong and the darkness still attacks them, but there are or is a cult of people trying to restart the world. Could that be a thing...

"Ay a wonderful toast." He said chugging his mug down. "If it is your custom who am I to refuse." He stated. "Come we will show you to our capitol." With that the group embarks off towards the capitol Magh Tuired. Along the way Elatha told the visitors of the various sights, from the weeping...

"Very well then." He said with a hint of disappointment. "As I said the ore is yours, take it. Yet if you are ever in need of troops myself and my people stand ready. But for now let us celebrate the trade agreement. " After saying this more mead and food is brought out to the table.

"Hmm" Alvidur mumbled stroking his long beard. "Yes, I suppose that we can come to an arrangement. However, would it not be more effective to just simply invade them?" he asked slightly curious. "In our society nothing is more precious than honor, surely there is more honor in land combat than...