Necromancer
As much as you're loathed to do so, you decide it's better to retreat and fortify your recent conquests. You've still done much damage to the Grand Alliance.
A month passes and you suffer counter attacks, and a few of your conquests get retaken, but for the most part you hold on to what you've acquired. Velzix takes advantage of the situation and decides to launch his own attacks on you and the Grand Alliance however, he's a little more successful having managed to conserve his own manpower and not being stretched out
Catalina informs you that The Ghoul King has been itching to strike against the Vampire Clans and that he's going to do it, with or without your direct help.
You're too preoccupied with your own problems to even argue or do anything about it. You tell her that he can do what he's gotta do. If he wants your help, Hessan and whatever pitiful army he can muster up is his to command. You don't care.
Five years passÂ…
It's been ten years since you took control of Aftermath and now it looks like that's all finally coming to an end.
The Ghoul King's assault upon the Vampire Clans was a failure, though it was damaging enough for them to never again bother you again. You have to move some necromancers into the Drozz region to take command there, which stretches you out a bit, since you didn't need to worry about it so directly before, having the Ghoul King there and all.
Over the years Velzix managed to build up much strength while you and the Grand Alliance fought a see-saw battle. Velzix manages to permanently open up a large portal to his home plane. He declares all out war on the entire world determined to turn it into the same hell he once called home. You heard your Dad's mercenary company attempted to stop him, but failed.
The Grand Alliance is the first to fall. Already weakened by your previous attacks, they could not put up much of a fight against the hordes of demons. You hear that your sister defended the capital of the Zalan Empire much like she did during your siege, except this time she was less successful and died. You can only presume your Mom suffered the same fate, seeing as she lived there as well. You hope that the pair of them have gone some place better
With the last bastion of "good" out of the way, Velzix turns his attention towards you. You won't go without a fight though. For every bit of land he takes, you make him pay for it in demon blood tenfold.
It's no use though, the hordes of hell are without end and while the dead are certainly just as numerous, you're the only necromancer powerful enough to command epic armies of them and you are only one standing against hell itself.
Aftermath is besieged and ultimately falls to demonic armies. Catalina is killed during the attack and you disintegrate her body before escaping through a portal to Drozz as you refuse to let it be desecrated by demon scum.
You wage a guerilla war in Drozz for months, and you can't help but realize you've become much like the Ghoul King; hiding in a hole while demons take over the world. For awhile you actually have some peace as the demons soon outnumber their "enemies" and begin to follow their natural instincts of in-fighting and you're forgotten.
When the next winter comes you're caught out in a heavy blizzard while foraging for food. You're not going to make it back to your hiding place.
Exhausted, you fall in the snow thinking about the hell that the world has become and how you're partially responsible. Eternal sleep is welcomed.
You embrace the blessed death that you once held mastery over.
A month passes and you suffer counter attacks, and a few of your conquests get retaken, but for the most part you hold on to what you've acquired. Velzix takes advantage of the situation and decides to launch his own attacks on you and the Grand Alliance however, he's a little more successful having managed to conserve his own manpower and not being stretched out
Catalina informs you that The Ghoul King has been itching to strike against the Vampire Clans and that he's going to do it, with or without your direct help.
You're too preoccupied with your own problems to even argue or do anything about it. You tell her that he can do what he's gotta do. If he wants your help, Hessan and whatever pitiful army he can muster up is his to command. You don't care.
Five years passÂ…
It's been ten years since you took control of Aftermath and now it looks like that's all finally coming to an end.
The Ghoul King's assault upon the Vampire Clans was a failure, though it was damaging enough for them to never again bother you again. You have to move some necromancers into the Drozz region to take command there, which stretches you out a bit, since you didn't need to worry about it so directly before, having the Ghoul King there and all.
Over the years Velzix managed to build up much strength while you and the Grand Alliance fought a see-saw battle. Velzix manages to permanently open up a large portal to his home plane. He declares all out war on the entire world determined to turn it into the same hell he once called home. You heard your Dad's mercenary company attempted to stop him, but failed.
The Grand Alliance is the first to fall. Already weakened by your previous attacks, they could not put up much of a fight against the hordes of demons. You hear that your sister defended the capital of the Zalan Empire much like she did during your siege, except this time she was less successful and died. You can only presume your Mom suffered the same fate, seeing as she lived there as well. You hope that the pair of them have gone some place better
With the last bastion of "good" out of the way, Velzix turns his attention towards you. You won't go without a fight though. For every bit of land he takes, you make him pay for it in demon blood tenfold.
It's no use though, the hordes of hell are without end and while the dead are certainly just as numerous, you're the only necromancer powerful enough to command epic armies of them and you are only one standing against hell itself.
Aftermath is besieged and ultimately falls to demonic armies. Catalina is killed during the attack and you disintegrate her body before escaping through a portal to Drozz as you refuse to let it be desecrated by demon scum.
You wage a guerilla war in Drozz for months, and you can't help but realize you've become much like the Ghoul King; hiding in a hole while demons take over the world. For awhile you actually have some peace as the demons soon outnumber their "enemies" and begin to follow their natural instincts of in-fighting and you're forgotten.
When the next winter comes you're caught out in a heavy blizzard while foraging for food. You're not going to make it back to your hiding place.
Exhausted, you fall in the snow thinking about the hell that the world has become and how you're partially responsible. Eternal sleep is welcomed.
You embrace the blessed death that you once held mastery over.
