Death Song
Everything tells you that you should go to your family, but you question if they are even still alive. You don't want to think about it really since it's starting to upset you. The thought of your remaining family being killed and turned into undead parodies of themselves, makes you not want to know if that's what happened.
You wonder if they might've even fled already like you've been telling them to in your letters. It's certainly possible, even as stubborn as your Mom is, she might've taken your advice at least for the sake of the rest of your brother and sisters.
You mind suddenly goes elsewhere
Yeah they left already. There's no point in going to your home. It's been abandoned. They're probably all safe in Retlad by now. No need to worry. You'll see them later. Surely this attack on the capitol won't be that bad. You've survived a lot worse. You've got orders and you need to follow them, because if there is any chance at stopping this dead plague, this is going to be a crucial battle. You did join the army to help your family after all, and what better way to help them, then to ensure their future?
After having this little delusion, you feel calm again. Oddly so. Even a little hopeful. You head off to the capitol with your troops.
When you get there, the general attitude is pessimistic. Most people don't seem to think they're going to win. You're getting that vibe even from the generals of the Grand Alliance. You don't see why. Surely the Great Lich Lord has finally overextended all his resources now. This attack will be a failure and from here you will be able to make a counter attack! Sure it won't be easy, but it can be done.
People are finding your optimism a little weird, especially those that have served under you since they know how that really isn't your personality. You don't think you've changed at all though. You just go about following your orders of making sure your troops are prepared in their defense of the south wall, humming little tunes as happy music fills your head.
A few days pass and you're visited by your old commanding officer who's constantly making sure everything is in place. She looks very tired; you tell her she needs to think positive. When she asks if you're feeling alright, you just laugh and ask if she'd like to hear a song.
She tells you no with a grim look. She also tells you point blank that she wants to get laid one last time before this battle. Being in the somewhat scattered mind frame that you're in right now, you ask who the candidate is.
A couple hours later, you have your answer. Before you leave her room, she asks you to play a song for her after all. It's the one she asked to play before. The one her mother sang to her.
As you play she noticeably begins to weep. She doesn't attempt to hide it. You stop playing and hold her until she calms down which eventually she does and composes herself.
She gives no further information and simply tells you to go back to your post and to carry on as if nothing happened. You do so without pressing the issue.
A week passes and the undead horde arrives. It's much bigger than anyone expected, and even worse, the Great Lich Lord himself is leading this attack.
Now your mind suddenly comes back to grips with reality.
The undead horde surrounds and storms the city. An attempt is made to kill the Great Lich Lord, but he merely gets back up from the hail of gunfire and arrows that strike him.
Soon the gates are compromised. You order your troops to take to the streets and fight off the invading hordes with the rest of the soldiers. You do likewise, though now you're really wondering about a way to try to escape. Its no use though, the dead are everywhere butchering anything alive. You kill one walking corpse and five more take its place.
In one particular brutal sneak attack, a ghoul jumps from a rooftop and tackles you. You feel a paralyzing bite as it sinks its teeth into you. Darkness soon takes you and you begin you new mindless undead life afterwards.
You wonder if they might've even fled already like you've been telling them to in your letters. It's certainly possible, even as stubborn as your Mom is, she might've taken your advice at least for the sake of the rest of your brother and sisters.
You mind suddenly goes elsewhere
Yeah they left already. There's no point in going to your home. It's been abandoned. They're probably all safe in Retlad by now. No need to worry. You'll see them later. Surely this attack on the capitol won't be that bad. You've survived a lot worse. You've got orders and you need to follow them, because if there is any chance at stopping this dead plague, this is going to be a crucial battle. You did join the army to help your family after all, and what better way to help them, then to ensure their future?
After having this little delusion, you feel calm again. Oddly so. Even a little hopeful. You head off to the capitol with your troops.
When you get there, the general attitude is pessimistic. Most people don't seem to think they're going to win. You're getting that vibe even from the generals of the Grand Alliance. You don't see why. Surely the Great Lich Lord has finally overextended all his resources now. This attack will be a failure and from here you will be able to make a counter attack! Sure it won't be easy, but it can be done.
People are finding your optimism a little weird, especially those that have served under you since they know how that really isn't your personality. You don't think you've changed at all though. You just go about following your orders of making sure your troops are prepared in their defense of the south wall, humming little tunes as happy music fills your head.
A few days pass and you're visited by your old commanding officer who's constantly making sure everything is in place. She looks very tired; you tell her she needs to think positive. When she asks if you're feeling alright, you just laugh and ask if she'd like to hear a song.
She tells you no with a grim look. She also tells you point blank that she wants to get laid one last time before this battle. Being in the somewhat scattered mind frame that you're in right now, you ask who the candidate is.
A couple hours later, you have your answer. Before you leave her room, she asks you to play a song for her after all. It's the one she asked to play before. The one her mother sang to her.
As you play she noticeably begins to weep. She doesn't attempt to hide it. You stop playing and hold her until she calms down which eventually she does and composes herself.
She gives no further information and simply tells you to go back to your post and to carry on as if nothing happened. You do so without pressing the issue.
A week passes and the undead horde arrives. It's much bigger than anyone expected, and even worse, the Great Lich Lord himself is leading this attack.
Now your mind suddenly comes back to grips with reality.
The undead horde surrounds and storms the city. An attempt is made to kill the Great Lich Lord, but he merely gets back up from the hail of gunfire and arrows that strike him.
Soon the gates are compromised. You order your troops to take to the streets and fight off the invading hordes with the rest of the soldiers. You do likewise, though now you're really wondering about a way to try to escape. Its no use though, the dead are everywhere butchering anything alive. You kill one walking corpse and five more take its place.
In one particular brutal sneak attack, a ghoul jumps from a rooftop and tackles you. You feel a paralyzing bite as it sinks its teeth into you. Darkness soon takes you and you begin you new mindless undead life afterwards.
