DND - Rise of the necromancer, Fall of the party.

When life gets you down, Make lemonade. When life gives you lemons...you kill someone. Wait what? Oh yeah my blog, *coughs*

On a dark and dreary night...somewhere in Ipswich. A bored student arose from his rest.....Then he got the dungeons and dragons box out and texted for his party to come try another roleplay.

The scene was set, Our brave heroes (minus tom and kelly and replaced with adam) ventured into an arcane tower where reputation had it that a powerful necromancer lived. The only objective set was to kill the necromancer and get out alive, Easy enough? HA wait and see....

The game started with many rooms guarded by the odd skeleton and zombie with the occasional spider and dire wolf kicking around. Easy setting for 3 brave heroes, As soon as the portal had closed the dwarf ventured into the gloomy corridor to find treasure. The elf pursued a quest of knowledge and once again the human bumbled behind in look for his quest. Mistake made, The dwarf stood on an arcane symbol summoning a demon to the realm, The demon offered the short being a modest choice. Give half of his health in exchange for his party hitting twice as hard in combat, Or take half of anothers health in exchange for twice the power of his weapon. The dwarf grew weary and attempted to slice the demons hand, as the demon retreated into the portal he muttered, For each undead risen you shall have another accompany it! The dwarf shrugged and pursued his party. The wizard sprung a trap and was ambushed by a giant spider, with poison cursing through his veins the human pulled him to an altar and helped him to heal. They stood by eachother casting curses and shooting the oncoming horde back to back.

The dwarf had a plan and ordered the wizard and human to follow him, they wittled down the bare outskirts of the horde of undead with bullet and spell, and the occasional axe to the head before they retreated into a puzzle room in a hope to obtain better equipment. The wizard at first proved to be unlucky as his mind was ravaged by a demon and forgot one of his most useful spells. In return for his misfortune the demon offered a truce, Give half of your health in exchange for a staff so powerful its imbued with blood itself or take the staff but let one of the demons spawn into the dungeon to reek havoc. The wizard in a noble deed allowed the demon to remove his blood. The new staff was formed and the wizard banished the demon once and for all, The dwarf looked upon the ashes to see a golden scroll embodied with the head of a dragon to seal. It felt warm and without warning burst into flames. He looked to his axe to see the same dragons head now sat neatly above it, Illuminating the axe in a blazing burnished fury. Once again they charged forward, The wizard used all his might and set fire to a large section of the cave, destroying most of the undead in seconds, The human picked off stragglers with his rifle before the dwarf ran into the fray and began slashing and spinning through the undead. The necromancer spun his staff and the horde that had previously perished stood to their feet and began to pile into the dwarf. The human and wizard began to fire again, The struggle was in vain, For each undead that fell they were replaced in double, the dwarf cursed the demon. The horde kept coming with the dwarf moving barely a square every 2 turns.

The human had a plan, the undead had not moved from the room for the love of fresh meat. He quickly began to run to the opposite chamber in order to shoot the necromancer. The wizard galiantly began to hold the horde off himself whilst the dwarf raked through the undead. The necromancer sensed the human as he ran past into a good vantage point. He sent a few zombies after him and a few more to surround him, it was in vain. The dwarf had managed to get close to him and caused a savage 20 points of damage reducing the necromancer to a near undead state. They struck blows against eachother when the human took aim and with a smooth click, Landed a killing blow on the necromancer. The wizard watched in amazement as his pursuers fell into dust. The battle was won.