Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24123288-20150321160853/@comment-5543592-20150324192613

Dacian's second night of sleep was even weirder than the first.

''"We're glad you could join us at the monthy lich meeting." Said Mannimarico. ''

''Dacian spun around in the chair. "Well, I needed a haircut."''

''Dacian stood up from his seat and went towards the crypt. it's lid blasted open, revealing himself inside, a decayed corpse''

''Crypt-Dacian opened it's milky eyes and stared at Dacian. Volskygge.  It breathed.''

''Crypt-Dacian vanished with a plume of smoke and a force shoved Dacian into the sarcophogus from behind. Except, the sarcophogus was a doorway and Dacian was outside, facing a giant, snowy open air Nordic ruin.''

''A voice echoed over the wind. "Show me the money!"''

''Dacian wandered through the room, towards a mound, that looked like it was over a sanctuary or a room. Suddenly a frost troll came at him from the side, and knocked him into the ground. It leaned over him and roared in his face- ''Bromjunaar

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Dacian, how had been having a lucid dream, snapped awake halfway through the fight.

"Die!" Screamed Dacian, flying, literally. at the Assailant from behind, ramming into it with force.