Living Dead Guy
08-13-2005, 11:41 PM
This is sort of like Rookie's thread although there is an eternal war against the netherworld and the goodly races, and the goodly folk are losing. Your character can be a dwarf, human, elf, gnome , halfling, or undead such as, zombies (aint the slow stiffs you think about) , ghouls, mummies, ghasts, wraiths and anything you can think of that is suitable. As far as PVP goes again only with the authorization of the character you're fighting. My character is the Lord of the Dead and will communicate with the evil characters throughtout the land. There is not a leader for the goodly folk yet.
Name: Zoul Tam
Race: Human
Age: Unkown
Description: Although is human he commands the legions of the netherworld with an ironfist and even mighty bone dragons bow before him. He is actually a very charismatic man but he can change personalities in the blink of an eye.
Equipment: A black robe with his symbol on it, a bleeding eye, a staff of life stealing, even a prod of this staff can break through the hardest of metals and steal the lifeforece of whatever it touches, turning the victim into a souless lifeless thing.
Zoul was in his tower now overlooking the lands of Tamriel, the only known haven for the goodly races. Soon it shall all be mine he thought with an evil grin. He teleported himself to his bedchambers where he lay down to rest. He was soon awaken by his advisor, a tall stick thin vampire. "My lord, the humans have broken through our west flank and a group of paladins have already destroyed the bone dragon there. Great Zoul thought to himself. Can't even get some good sleep.
Name: Zoul Tam
Race: Human
Age: Unkown
Description: Although is human he commands the legions of the netherworld with an ironfist and even mighty bone dragons bow before him. He is actually a very charismatic man but he can change personalities in the blink of an eye.
Equipment: A black robe with his symbol on it, a bleeding eye, a staff of life stealing, even a prod of this staff can break through the hardest of metals and steal the lifeforece of whatever it touches, turning the victim into a souless lifeless thing.
Zoul was in his tower now overlooking the lands of Tamriel, the only known haven for the goodly races. Soon it shall all be mine he thought with an evil grin. He teleported himself to his bedchambers where he lay down to rest. He was soon awaken by his advisor, a tall stick thin vampire. "My lord, the humans have broken through our west flank and a group of paladins have already destroyed the bone dragon there. Great Zoul thought to himself. Can't even get some good sleep.