The Blood Goddess

Enegy crackling in the air, flashes and sparkles against the night sky. The moon a glorious peaceful orbe as it dominates the sky and watches the wizards of the night fighting again for their noble cause. Screams of pain and terror follow booms and bangs as spells hit their targets. Men caked in blood fall to the ground, with their ominous robes falling gently behind them. 1

How could magic be so cruel and yet be a key to magnifence to what all men quest for. Necromancers of the Blood Goddes herself answer this question with their sole mission to spread the Goddess's message of pain and dominance, but like any universe, there is a natural opposing force to the Godess's quest. This force built of noble men and women who have experienced evil to it's fulest and reject the Godesses message of doom, fight night and day calling upon the powers of unkown origin to fight against her quest. 2

As we begin our story we watch this battle against the magical humans, and notice a sentry of the Goddess, his robe smeared with mud and blood his hands charged with the aura of his soul, black.3

****************************(Darren)******************************4

I dwell deep into myself and summon the hate and despare of mankinds soul, just how the Goddess taught us all at the beginning. I feel it and i subcomb to its pull. I focus this energy to the spell at hand, all this happening in seconds, and i feel blood pulse through the enemy wizard as i weave his death in my hands. Black aura channeling from my hands to the enemy wizard.Blood bursts out of the wizard, forcing its way out to my will. His flesh pale as the spell takes hold,a common sign as his corpse becomes my lackey. With his blood drained, and forming a puddle on the ground itself, the wizard joins the Goddess's campaign as a mindless zombie.5

Tired and drained, I retreat to mainbase and leave my vessel to fight in my place. I run from cover to cover across the open plain dodging spells, as i make my way slowly out of the battle zone and into the forest. Cries of clerics, and help are a low hum on our side as we push closer to the wizard outpost, but the main victims screaming here tonight are the wicked wizards that fight against our cause. 6