by BlueLight » Tue May 29, 2012 10:38 pm
Lina heard the clang of the staff and jumped back shocked at the noise. When she heard the noise she let out a surprised yell.
Her mind racing now, she starts to scratch at her left wrist. She stops for a second to think if this is the best course of action and then continues with improved zeal.
"wait out side, if i die run, if you run and i'm not dead then i will make good on my threats but it wont be a fox that does it, you know the company i keep." Lina said to the slave.
Lina heard stories about necromancers from her masters and while they terrified women with them, they were just that; stories designed for entertainment.
She never expected to meet one and when she'd thrown out the name necromancer she didn't expect him to really be one. Lina was scared that the noise she hear was a spell to bring back the dead. He heart raced, her blood dripped on the rough rock stairs, the fog engulfed her.
She walked behind pillars. Her stupidity pushed her forward as the only reason for her advancement was to prove to her self that she could do a ni impossible task like defeating a necromancer.