[OOC]
Hey, I only ignored it because I'm not there (yet). Psycho II is going to be going through some crazy shenanigans for sure.
I'm waiting with anticipation until the lord of soap descends upon accursed halls of Doomforests!
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Journal of Dark One
I spoiled the acids over the body and waited with anitcipation until it dissolves into slimy, pink mass. Then one of the disciples says:
- Master, there was made a mistake....
- What mistake?!
- It's not the body of Skaia, but a random dwarf... it was in Skaia's tomb!
- WHAT! NEXT TIME YOU'LL DISAPPOINT ME, IT WILL BE YOUR'S BODY ON THE ALTAR! BEGONE!
Who I have to work with! I grab a mug and take the substance inside of it for future experiments anyway. As I head for our library to search for the book left by Drazoth's, Urist stops me:
- Master, the vampire cult is ready! Dwarves are praying to the vampire mayor, and want to set him free. What to do?
- Wait patiently for my next orders. Found Drazoth line dwarves bodies?
- Yes, but....
- What again?
- As soon as we opened the tomb, the first disciple to touch the body was panick stricken, and started to take his clothes off. He wanted to suicide, but we stopped him. He's resting now in the dormitory.
I look at the mug with dissolved corpse which I'm holding in my hand, and say:
- Let's go.
When I arrived there I gave the injured disciple the mug and say:
- Drink it, this will help you.
- Ugh! That tastes horrible! What's this?
- Dissolved corpse.
As I say the last words, the disciple faints. I order him dragged to the altar and take a scroll out of my pocket.
And read the inscriptions. As my words echoes in the hall, the body starts to shudder. Disciples skin changes the colour to dark grey, green slime starts to spank out of his nostrils. His eyes were bulging and turned yellow, and lizard alike. He woke up in his new, transformed body, confused. He asks:
- What happened?
- I changed your form. You are now a minor corpse eater! Go to the Drazoth's tomb, and eat the body! The ward protecting it shouldn't have any effect on the undead.
I ordered some disciples to go with him. Having a corpse eater set free in this place would be great problem, especially if it's fresh after transformation. Speaking of transformations, my skin changed. It got pale and almost grey, with transparent slime covering it. Luckily it's not odorous. As I go to the library, something stops me. A bone messenger! I take a note from it.
And the messenger shatters into rat bones. A message from D3, I call Urist, he may know something about it.
- Yes master?
*I show him the note, and he says*
- I don't know.
- The history books mentioned dwarves called Drokles, and Drazoth.
- There were two Drazoth's, but both perished. We have the weird, rune-coded book.
- So it can be their descendant!
I go quickly to the library, and then laboratory I quickly set up a few days ago. I must prepare for the meeting with him. Since the tom had a protective ward on it, I must take something to protect myself by means other than dark rituals. I prepare a flask of high acidic substance, capable of dissolving even finest steel. Then I hear a call. As I go through the doorway I found myself on top of a tower. The master necromancer has brought me here. He asks about the current situation, and I give him report, the say:
- Master, I assure you that I take only the necessary steps to accomplish our quest!
- I'll be watching you Dark One. Try to fool me, and you'll end like Iamblichos, who's force to be happy woth our cooperation. In your report you've mentioned a dwarf called Drazoth?
- Yes master.
- A line of sorcerers famous amongst users of dark rituals. Offer him our services. Also, I'm interested in details of operation G.O.D, what would you need to accomplish it?
- A scroll of direct control.
- Take it. I have also another gift for you. Take them both and remember. You have preserved your free will only because you wanted to cooperate first. One bad move, and you'll end like Iamblichos!
- Yes master.
I reach for the scroll, and strange bird leg dismembered from the body. It's probably of raven origin. The skin is almost white, while claws are dark. Looking at it I feel like I'm looking inside a void. It absorbs light, and probably would help me to sneak more efficiently. I go back to the fortress. I go to the library and take the book left by Drazoth's. With the flask of acids and some scrolls I'm ready to go, but Urist stops me again:
- Master, we've got information about another cult gathering strenght in Doomforests, a MechaTechno sect!
- Infiltrate it. I have to go now.
He continues with me, but I say:
- I must go there alone.
I reach the meeting area, and hide within shadows. Prepared for anything that D3 could bring me.