Levathian's vision was failing, he was breathing heavily as he ran through the marsh, behind him he could hear the mercenaries chasing him and they came closer. He could feel the arrow that had hit him, scratching against one of his ribs, blood ran down his back, every time he took another breath he felt excruciating pain. He kept running, maybe they would lose him in the marsh.
His sword clapped against his leg as he ran, he had his shield strapped to his left arm, had he put it over his back as he originally thought he wouldn't be in such a bad shape. Then he saw it, a cathedral in the middle of the marsh, without hesitating he ran into the cathedral. He stumbled into the center of the cathedral, putting his weight on the shield so he had an easier time walking. He could barley breathe now, he knew he wouldn't live to see another day if the mercenaries found him, he prayed that the mercenaries wouldn't find him.
"I think he ran into here!" he heard someone shout, he realized that he couldn't hide forever, he limped behind the podium he had rested his back against, he was getting tired, he just wanted them to go away. He heard the doors open, "This is it, this is how I die." he thought.
Post by The Deathsinger on Jul 17, 2013 2:51:49 GMT -5
As the clanking of soldiers could be heard within the temple, a raspy voice rang out from seemingly all directions.
Who dares enter my domain??
The voice was followed by brilliant flashes of orange light and the screams of what could only be Leviathan's pursuers. The cloying stench of scorched flesh filled the air as unholy magic struck down those who had foolishly entered the temple of Unlife, until only one remained.
A shadow loomed over the podium behind which Leviathan was hiding. The same raspy voice spoke, but it was much more direct, coming from whatever form had just found Leviathan. "Come out, mortal. Your death is near at hand; shall you not face it bravely? Or will you cower just as your comrades had....?"
The screaming of those who had chased him into the cathedral terrified Levathian even more, a foul stench came creeping and soon he heard a voice. A voice telling him to come out, did he dare to face the one who had killed his chasers so easily? He didn't really have a choice did he?
He used his sword as a crutch and stood up behind the podium, sweating because of the chase through the marsh, vision almost gone, he turned to face the one who had killed the rest. "I... am... not... a coward.." he said breathing heavily.
Post by The Deathsinger on Jul 18, 2013 0:10:00 GMT -5
Leviathan through his blurry vision, thought he was staring into the very face of death itself. A corpse stood before him, it's head cocked to the side as if in thought. After a moment, it floated forward and placed it's skeletal palm upon Leviathan's chestplate. "You are a strong soul.....Tell me, why were those men following you?" the reaper asked.
Leviathan would feel as if he were starting to go numb, but his limbs retained their strength. If this was the Lich's doing, or just loss of blood, none could tell.
Levathian felt his hands go numb, he assumed he was about to die and that the one who stood before him was Death himself, here to claim him. He thought at the question for a second before replying, "I.. stood up... for... someone... they... didn't like... it" He felt something strange coming from the one in front of him, it was nothing he had felt before, the aura scared him a bit.
Post by The Deathsinger on Jul 28, 2013 1:17:34 GMT -5
The Lich paused for a moment. "Now.....Why do you wish to live on?" A perplexing question, given that Leviathan was speaking to the very incarnation of death. The numbness continued to spread, leaving Leviathan feeling as if he were floating through nothingness. Oddly, his woulds stopped bleeding.
Levathian was quiet for a while, why did he want to live on? "I... want to live... to... protect..." he noticed he had stopped bleeding from his wounds, "Why... do you... care?"
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