The Golden Age

[Grovygrunge]

The thing stumbled from the impact of the two spells and hit the ground, shattering within it's armour.

[The Past]

Geoffrey watched the skeleton carefully for a moment before sighing with relief.

[Angder]

Grunan collapses onto the steps, careful not to fall in the water. "Ahh shit... my arm..." Grunan reaches into his robes, and grabs the book "Ok... We were injured, but now we reap the rewards..." Grunan grins. "We will need help getting out of here. There will be more skeletons I reckon... So... umm... sorry I never got your name. How do you think we should get help?" Grunan grins at Geoff, his arrogance showing through. He knew EXACTLY how HE planned to get out of here.

[SadDubwool]

*the roots continued to grasp at his body, pinning him down as he fell. The dragoness hurried over and covered the rest of him in the orange goo, his body slowly coming into view from the substance*

*red screeches as twomore ragnos uncloak and rush towards the garden*

[Grovygrunge]

The crypt was now deafeningly silent. There was lmost no sound besides the ones made by Grunan and Geoff.


Maxwell was still outside in the graveyard, he had a feeling trouble was about. That and he liked the peace and quiet.

[The Past]

Geoffrey had no idea what Grunan was hinting at, nor did he notice anything suspicious. "I-I... I dunno. Don't think we can get a hold of anyone here..."

"Uh, my name is... Geoffrey... by the way..."

[Angder]

Grunan moves over to the big coffin, flinging it open. "Heh... hehe. I found our help right here..." Grunan opens the book, and scrolls through the pages.

[Farewell]

Zaida turns to face one of the ragnos dragging her blade into its chest. tripping the other with her tail, she slowly wrapped on its neck crushing slowly. "I suggest you stop before you push over my limits" she hissed

[SadDubwool]

*one was behind her,it preceeded to grab her*

[The Past]

Geoffrey walked closer to Grunan, peering at the book behind his shoulder. "A spellbook...?"
His gaze switched to the corpse in the coffin. Within a minute, it clicked.

"Y--... N-necromancy?"

[Angder]

Grunan grins, and starts chanting. Pointing at the robed skeleton in the coffin. He had fine decorated blue robes, and a fancy looking staff with a ball of crystal on the end. You suspect it was magical, but this is probably a replica. Real magic items rarely end up buried.

[The Past]

 Not completely understanding the nature of necromancy magic alone, stripped of society's negative view of it, Geoffrey was neutral on its use. He felt no urge to stop Grunan and only stared in awe as the skeleton awakened.

[Tempest (Red Panda)]

*willow ran up with a cast iron pan and hit it on the back of the head as hard as she could as he grabbed Z*

[Angder]

The robed skeleton rose to its feet. Grunan grins, then clutches his stomach, and keels over."AHHH crap... what is that..." he winces, and gets back to his feet. "I... I guess magic comes at a cost and thats this things cost... oww..." Grunan turns back to Geoff. "Well... lets get moving. This skeleton should last a lifetime." Grunan grins, the thing he had created lurched forward, heading back the way they came.

[The Past]

Geoffrey followed close by Grunan, eyeing the skeleton intently as it sloshed through the water. Necromancy shouldn't be too bad. It was just recycling a lifeless body for new use, right? In this case, it's for protection. What harm would that do?