Necroling

“As a matter of fact, yes. It’s thriving quite well,” she said, her pepper plant being close by. Good thing I’ve already harvested a basket-full and that it’s producing even more, she thought ruefully. I’m gonna need to contact Lord Jarad.

Jace! Go get Lord Jarad now! It’s the creature!! she thought to her mind mage, hoping he was nearby.

She laughed again, each syllable punctuated by a burst of a foul black cloud forming from her mouth. Her face cracked, showing muscle and bone. A nearby plant started to wither, choked by the black cloud.

“Get out of my garden!” she snapped angrily. “If your purpose was to make me angry, well congrats you did your job. Now get the fuck out!”

“Be waiting for the end, my dear. I’m far from through with you.” Without lingering, the necroling departed. 

“As a matter of fact, yes. It’s thriving quite well,” she said, her pepper plant being close by. Good thing I’ve already harvested a basket-full and that it’s producing even more, she thought ruefully. I’m gonna need to contact Lord Jarad.

Jace! Go get Lord Jarad now! It’s the creature!! she thought to her mind mage, hoping he was nearby.

She laughed again, each syllable punctuated by a burst of a foul black cloud forming from her mouth. Her face cracked, showing muscle and bone. A nearby plant started to wither, choked by the black cloud.

“As a matter of fact, yes. It’s thriving quite well,” she said, her pepper plant being close by. Good thing I’ve already harvested a basket-full and that it’s producing even more, she thought ruefully. I’m gonna need to contact Lord Jarad.

“Why don’t we just put the charade aside, love? I don’t think I can bear to look at you until your skin is rotting.”

Chandra felt her heart lurch in her chest, slowly backing away from the creature. “Shit…shit.”

“I’ve been watching you even when you didn’t know it, my lovely.” She raised a hand that betrayed her true form, skinned and rotting. She beckoned Chandra. “Come with me...”

Vraska stepped over to the creature and delivered a swift kick to her ribs. “I really hope you can still feel pain,” she said. “Thank you, Ann. Now…this will be a new one. Killing something that’s already dead.” She lifted a claw, and black magic swirled around it. “Let’s see if this works.”

“You cannot kill me,” she spat. “I have a greater purpose than this! Eheheheh...you’ve made your way into my sights, Vraska.” Her voice started to fade and echo in the tunnels. “And you can’t protect Ann forever...”

“Vraska!” Ann shouted, rushing forward toward the impending conflict. She fumbled with her belt, trying to draw her other knife as well.

The undead elf shifted in an attempt to break Vraska’s grip, and readied her other claw to strike.