The Orb of Shadow
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Now, I am going to tell this story, but it is not very detailed. Also, some say it is even a true story….
Long ago, no one knows how long, except maybe for one, there was a necromancer named Xarthas. He was a very powerful necromancer who caused pain and destruction to all who opposed him. Many fell to his dark magic and he laughed as people begged for thier lives in front of him. He would kill everyone, only to raise them as an undead minion to serve him. Xarthas was feared by all and he had the world in the palm of his hands... Until a resistance was formed. An army of paladins, clerics, and wizards of light was formed in attempt to stop Xarthas' madness. Xarthas' undead minions proved quite tough, but the clerics weakened them and the paladins and wizards finished the weakened undead. Xarthas saw his defeat coming and grew angry. In his tower, while the battle was taking place outside, he devised a way to perhaps defeat his attackers. He called some of the elder necromancers who served him and told them to aid him with a spell.
Meanwhile, on the outside of his tower, the army of light was slowly advancing onto Xarthas' tower. Already, there were cheers of warriors yelling "Victory!" Though, they had no idea what was to come....
Alright, back to Xarthas' dark magic spell. He gathered the necessary components and had his elder necromancers form a circle around a pedistle, which held a dark spherical object. Now, to make it short, all the necromancers started to chant, including Xarthas. But Xarthas was chanting differently then the others. When they stopped chanting, the elder necromancers started to weaken as their power was transfered to the dark spherical object. Xarthas, watched in amusment as the elder necromancers slowly decayed with a bewildered look on thier faces. As they died, Xarthas walked to the sphere on the pedistle. He placed his hands on it, muttering an incantation. The spell was finished. He now had the combined power of the most powerful necromancers in his hands.
Xarthas walked out his tower, seeing the bodies of his undead minions around him, and the army of light surrounding him. He smirked as they asked him to surrender. The sphere in his hands began to emit loud screams and the undead around him began to rise as if they were never put to rest. The army of light was surrounded by the legion of undead that they had fought so hard to destroy. The army of light battled hard, but eventually... fell.
No one knows what happened after the battle. Xarthas has not been seen for many years.... accept when he arrived in Norwick, playing a good wizard.
No one knew who he was and did not suspect anything.. especially a young mage, by the name of Aramil, who became Xarthas' apprentice for a time. Xarthas used Aramil as a host for his dark magic. Though, one old mage suspected something strange about this particular wizard. Saturus (Summoner) found out who this "good wizard" was and after many battles, eventually destroyed Xarthas, without Aramil's knowledge.
A decade later, Saturus and Aramil still live in Norwick, forgetting the past.
But, the past is about to come to them once again.
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