((( "Come quietly and you will not be harmed." The woman, Nyxxa, approached me quietly while commanding authority rather heavily. I decided she was bluffing at the time and decided to call her on it.
I remember taking about a whole 30 seconds to think of the next knee bone smacking joke I could use. I thought I had a rather impressive one too.
"Stop saying to come quietly! I'm a lich darling, look." I did a whole wave my arms around myself to show how I was all bone, literally, "if I come your never gunna hear it." I chuckled for mere seconds before shouting, "Oh fuck-" before she had sealed me away in a scroll within those two seconds.
Guess she took offense to that one, huh? I haven't the slightest clue why though... )))-I wanted to publish this progress instead of leaving it a draft. Cause ya know, cliff hangers, and I'm a dick. Sooooo, yeah. Ha! By the way, picture will make sense soon. If not, yer missin' out.
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Nale
General Fiction"Ok listen up you fuckin' human! My name is Nale. I am an undead lich. A necromancer. A destroyer of worlds! AN EXPERT AT CROCHETING! W-wait, what!? Who the fuck put that in my lines!? FABIO! ONE THOUSAND YEARS IN THE 5TH FLOOR OF HELL JUST FOR THAT...
