Posts from RPG on the Portal.

- Well, generally speaking... And who are you? - asked the forest elf.

It doesn't matter what my name is; what matters is what my goal is!

It doesn't matter what my name is; what matters is what my goal is!

- And what is it?

I'm trying to atone for my many sins by helping those who need it, and maybe now you'll need it too!!!

I approached the bear riders. Comrades! We must destroy this world of the undead and the blasphemous necromancers, who even raise the servants of the gods. They must be destroyed so that the dead may rest in peace. I took command of the unit. Under the berserker's spell, I charged towards the undead. They decided to counterattack; the first part of the riders struck from the left flank, and the second part from the right. After that, the bears disappeared, and I rushed towards the city, while the undead chased after me. I cast Holy Word, dealing 10 hit points of damage to the undead and demons.

The elf was silent. "So, who's in charge here?" I asked again.

*+1 Strength*
But that wasn't the end of it... The Undead were rising from the corpses of the warriors I had already killed, from those killed by others, and, most interestingly, some of the slain Undead were being resurrected... But there were far fewer of them... Then something huge flew over my head... <read the posts above, there was no second wave of Undead>

Then I notice an archer aiming at me... I try to move away from this place... He fires a volley of arrows, and a whole cloud of arrows covers everything around me... even the wolf's agility didn't allow me to dodge, and two arrows hit me in the leg and arm... (-15, -10 HP) A ghost that appeared out of nowhere passes through me (-30 HP), and I fall unconscious... <read the posts above, there was no second wave of Undead>

*Okay, okay, but just know that I don't need this medal at all...*

- Come on, I'm actually looking for the same person you are. We're being led by a sorceress named Ta, and her last name is Kotorya. Let's go!

Thousands of different thoughts flashed through my mind in a single second...
Of course, I realized where I was, and the realization made me dizzy... there they are, the four altars... there it is, the last fragment... all that remains is to place my fragments on the altars, and the key will be reborn... and then... then... it felt as if blood was rushing to my temples again... everything around me seemed to be in a fog... give the fragments to the demon?
And condemn myself to exist as a worthless ghost? No way... now that I'm so close to my goal... oh, it's a pity that my staff is broken... it's a pity that I'm all alone. I remembered Knight and Saruman, whom I had left so hastily in the tavern...
I slowly back away from the demon, look him прямо in the eyes, and subtly clench the dagger in my hand, saying, "Why do you need them? Your city could be captured at any moment! Your people could be destroyed! Let me deal with the fragments myself, and in return, I promise I won't leave you in debt... Mistad's army is already at the city walls; I will gladly join them and give my life to save your city, but only if you let me revive the key myself." I humbly lowered my eyes; the dagger was firmly in my palm...

- The ritual must be performed by someone alive. I know what you're getting at! Give me the keys, or...
- Don't get so worked up, Arvul. - You recognized that voice... every time... again and again... - Hello, Ada. - A DWARF... However, he has changed somewhat. The silver armor is cracked in two places, part of his beard is cut off, and blood is flowing from his shoulder. - I was a little late. So, you have the keys. Excellent. Give them to me, and I will reward you in a way that no king or emperor ever could. You no longer need the others. Those fools (meaning your friends) were only ruining things. I will give you power, knowledge, power, and most importantly, what you so desperately desire... I know him (you remember the day you died. That dark mage...)... and I will give you the opportunity to AVENGE... Give me the keys, Ada...

Meanwhile, the sorceress, seeing that the Necropolis were heading towards the demon city, decided to use the situation to her advantage. She ordered all patrols to leave the city immediately, and then, using the runes of the Dwarves, she gathered all her forces and created the illusion of Dwarves and humans on the walls of the Citadel. The Necromancers saw humans and Dwarves instead of Demons and, enraged, launched an attack, believing that the emissary of Ashi had not deceived them.

Necromancers, evil and embittered, raised the dead... Skeletons and zombies finally broke through to the fortress! *WOOOO, now it's going to be fun, I thought.* Demons, enraged, became even more furious. Then, an elite squadron of vampires, along with undead, joined the fray... In short, it's clear that my "armada" stormed into the city of bewildered demons, and a bloody massacre began...

I woke up... Okay, everything is in its place... I take my sword and look around... I am in... the city of DEMONS... in some kind of room... A demon approaches me and offers to become the leader of one of the demon squads.
"I... I will help... Since I am no longer needed anywhere else..."
They lead me to my squad and, along the way, describe the entire situation that is happening in the city and beyond... Fresh, but experienced warriors... We are ready to fight against the traitorous Necromancers and the forces of humans with dwarves...

Necromancers, evil and downtrodden, resurrected the dead... Skeletons and zombies finally broke through to the fortress! *Woohoo, now it's going to be awesome,* I thought. Demons, even more enraged, were stunned. Then, an elite squad of vampires, along with undead, appeared... In short, it's clear that my now "armada" burst into the city of bewildered demons, and a bloody massacre began...

The paladins raised by the necromancers brought death with their cursed hurricane swords, sweeping through the streets of the demon city... The Dead Knights sow death with their cursed swords...
Demons are defending themselves to the last... here and there, explosions of Horned Demons resound, flooding the pavement with hellfire... A meteor shower relentlessly pours down on the ranks of the undead, reaping its terrible harvest.
The ranks of the undead are dwindling, but there are very few demons left...

They heal me and cast a powerful fire protection spell (fire doesn't deal damage to me)... We rush into the battle, which is already in full swing...

Imperials approach you from behind (three knights and three crossbowmen), their crossbows aimed at you...
- Look at this little vampire! Spying, are you, you scum? We'll take you back to camp, and when the captain returns from battle, he'll treat you to some garlic! With a thrum, three thick bowstrings release...

I was knocked 5 meters back against a tree (-95HP). I lost consciousness, and the warriors thought they had killed me.
- What weak undead are appearing these days! - spat a knight, - let's get out of here before we're noticed.
Everyone agreed and went into battle...

OFF: Why does everyone find out I'm a vampire?:mad: My profile says: "Looks like an ordinary warrior"!:mad:

You can't tell by Ave... ;) Sorry, I won't do it again :)