Part 1:- In the beginning Time has past a figure stands in what seems to be the town of yew bald with a muscular build, as you get closer the man is wearing a suit of armour his hands gripped around a huge axe blood drips from the blade as he walks around the town…. Suddenly a unit of yewish militia charged around the corner *The figure spoke* Finally the dogs of yew have come to save there fair town let it be known the Guardian wills this towns destruction and I will be his avatar if he wishes!. The crowd of militia well silent but suddenly there leader appeared on a horse ordered the marksmen to fire, the first few shots the figure managed to fend off apart from the odd shot that would pierce his skin knocked to the ground he quickly got up and began to charge at the twenty men as they reloaded there cross bows the melee troops engaged only to be cut down by his huge axe still leaving many wounds on him as they fell, suddenly another volley came this time while his back was turned several bolts hit him one straight through the neck, not piercing the windpipe but bleeding, knowing he would die here with his last bit of strength he threw the axe towards the mounted militia leader and caught him square in the chest bringing him to his end, the man slowly fell to the ground as more bolts gave his way darkness filled his head and he felt the life go from him. Was this his end no it was not the guardian had plans for this man.
That eve they buried him in the sarcophagus of the yew graveyard crypt sealing it to make sure none could get in or out of this stony prison, several years past as the town of yew recovered from the figure and his regime of death and destruction then suddenly the Juka invaded the town of yew killing all they stowed up on the graveyard and attempted to loot the sarcophagus only to unleash the hate and anger of one imprisoned for years *The sarcophagus opened and slowly the bony figure acrose*Stupidsss mortalss youss havess unleashedss deathss onss yourss selvess iss willss takesss yourss soulss FOR THE GUARDIAN! *A Juka lunged at the Skelton only to be killed by his own weapon the huge ornate axe, as the other Juka came at him he skilfully parried there attacks and cut them down* The doors of the crypt burst open as the figure came out… Darkness shrouded the figure and a voice spoke to him Arise Caggun give me soulss bloodss in my name headsss toss the westss yewss cryptss more minions there yhss! The remaining Juka outside the crypt fell into stance as the dark shroud unveiled around Caggun suddenly several nightmares jumped from trees and the blackness to end the mortal beasts. *Cackles* Let ussss leavesss reaperssss masterss callss forss uss toss getss itss yhss!
One of the nightmares Dellucius slowly pulled his dark black kryss from the back of a juka who now lay dead’. The rest of the nightmares disappeared like shadows and soon
as quick as they were there they were gone the undead had withdrew leaving many corpses outside the graveyard that night more death would come to mortals though!
Caggun had taken his first few steps into an eternity of servitude……………
Part2 :- The Dark Gift!In later days after many years of servitude and slaying and torturing of mortals and collecting there souls and blood for the guardian Caggun approached one of the high ranking Death Knights in the Guardians army by the name of Zhedra.
After greeting his master and elder he asked Masterss
howssss didsss youss getsss thoess powers yhss. The wise death knight replied
Wesss weresss takensss awayss toss asss distantss placesss yhsss forsss manyssss yearsss wesss learnsss tosss usesss thisss powersss whichss thesss guardiansss hadsss givensss usss yhsss,theressss wesss mastersss aresss giftssss insss thatsss timesss usss bonesss weress fogottensss,yhssss
Untilssss wesss returnedssss strongersssss ands moresss powerfullsss thansss othersss bonesss yhss. The room fell silent for a few moments in the dark room the sun light silhouetted the figures of Caggun and Zhedra as it sank into the sea darkness came upon the place and again Caggun spoke
Canssss issss learnsss thesesss powersss mastersss?The wise death knight *Cackled at the reaper that stood before him*……
Yhsss theyssss cansss bess learntsss! The death knight arose from his stone throne and called the Reaper to follow.As the reaper entered the lower parts of the Vault the death knight handed him some books including a book holding the mark of the undead on it.
Readsss thesesss yhsss studysss themsss andss learnsss fromss itssss!From then on the reaper Caggun studied the books with all his soul to master the secret art of death passed down by the ancient ones,for now he learnt two spells the master had show him one the life draining blade and the other a shard of death that ripped through the air at its unfortunate victim. Day by day the reaper practiced the skills his armor grew darker with each use of the magic though his bones remained the same colour In sar! Caggun called as he chased down a mortal *Cackles*
Sillysss mortalsss cansss notsss runsss nowsss yhsss! Heading to the city of Trinsic peasants fled before his sight but only some were fortunate to escape the dark power the reaper possessed, the town guard ready arms to engage the might reaper who now wielded the secret death art
Soulssss forsss thesss guardiansss yhssss! *Cackles madly* Caggun launched himself at the defenders armed with his scythe he slew the first few catching sight of some archers on the battlement above him,still fighting the poorly trained guardsmen below, *Swish the scythe beheaded a man in front of his comrades* They cowered back fleeing to the west gate… suddenly a drow female appeared running up to Caggun he rose his hand to lauch a spike at her but lowered it soon enough as the drow licked the blood from the floor and sunk its teeth into the flesh of the fallen… Caggun looked at the Drow and Hissed it lowered its head at Caggun and sat by his feet. The Trinsic archers fired without hesitating only for the drow to launched several fire balls absorbing the bolts and arrows in the fiery chasm as it headed toward the battlements,Caggun looked down at the drow who looked up at Caggun blood around its mouth and hands
Hrmssss thisss onessss willssss servesss usss yhssss? Caggun asked. The drow nodded and obeyed the reaper as if a wild dog tamed. Heading into Trinsic a larger battle weighed on as more skeletons arose from the fallen attacking guardsmen who easily though the lesser off finally they managed to over come the reaper but to there misfortune the Bones reformed the skeletal reaper Caggun
Foolish weaksss mortalsss issss cansss notss bess defeatsss orsss shatteredssss yhsss yousss willssss joinsss ussss orsss besss shatterssss yhsss the Guardian wills it! Heading back to the crypts several Skeletons Wertic Spazlax and Raziel Narlam greeted the reaper as he entered the library of the vault again he studied this time he focused on a new spell the blood oath not understanding it he went to the council chamber to consult his master the wise ancient death knight Zhedra of the new power he had learnt about and those he queried about’……
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