01-06-2011, 01:37 PM
There is a sentence that the damned must pay for their crimes, that the dark must suffer for what they've done in life... A price for the villains and fiends of our world. Once locked away they are to remain a hellish prison for all time. What other sentence could be more fitting but to forever punish the wicked for the tragedies they've committed?
But there comes a time when even the wicked are needed to preserve balance. When their destructive ways brings about an equilibrium. When killing is to preserve life. And destruction itself becomes the method of construction and reconstruction.
The greater good must be preserved use of malevolence. It is for this reason that we must slide open the flaming bars that hold these wicked prisoners... and let them free into our world once more. Where they can bring Justice through their powers of corruption.
Revival of the Damned
Months had passed since the death of Gladstone. He had sacrificed himself in an attempt to summon a Doomguard and use it to crush his enemies and lead the destruction of Feralas. Though the demon was summoned by his death, his ambitions failed, that servant of the Burning Legion crushed by overwhelming opposition.
For those months Gladstone's body was encased within an icy crystal, preserving the flesh from rot and decay, watched over by Xeonart. The warlocks soulstone lay hidden, stored away within the Desolace before he met death.
Slowly the Death Knight walked into the cave where Gladstone was held, purple orb now in his hands. "And so the revival of the wicked must take place... If we are to survive." It was finally time. For the last week Xeonart did not fuel the ice that encased Gladstone's body. For days that ice melted, the human's tomb fading away.
Today Xeonart raised a gloved hand, removing the rest of the ice away with a wave and channeling of runic power. The body fell to the ground with a light thud. Wounds still covered it from the battle, frost mixing with blood and torn flesh to make jagged areas and rough frostbites all over the body. Worst of all where the places where fel-flame had scarred him.
Xeonart frowned, placing the soul stone down. From it came a purple glow, first faint. Then growing and growing. Its light whirled within and then moved into Gladstone's body. A dark resurrection took place, restoring life to a man better left in the depths.
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This is the time of judgement, the call for justice.
...And then the cries of many joined the cries of one
Burn it all to the ground! ... no blade of grass unchared...
...And they will scream it out... and their children will fear it in their nightmares
... the path to righteousness...
Only the rage of a demon could match...
He wants us to feel the power...
Of his justice.
Gladstone's eyes rolled open.
"Its a cold world out there human. Death will come for men like you, follow you behind every corner. What motivation could exist I wonder, what desire could you have to live on?"
Justice lies in the power of darkness.
"Motivation," came his weak response.
In Ashenvale... they defeated me on the bridge to Fel-fire hill. An Infernal was not enough.
"First Ashenvale... Then Feralas," the human muttered. "There can be only one suitable justice for this crime.."
Killer: Died while attempting doomguard summoning.
Resurrector: Self- Soulstone
Permanent Drawbacks:
-Body forever scared, making him physically crippled and unable to take even small amounts of bodily damage
-Wounds that will never heal completely and cause him pain sporadically, interrupting spell casting.
-Agility greatly reduced, making him unable to dodge even while only in cloth armor.
Temporary Drawbacks
-Sickness for a few days
-Paranoia
-Weakened spells
But there comes a time when even the wicked are needed to preserve balance. When their destructive ways brings about an equilibrium. When killing is to preserve life. And destruction itself becomes the method of construction and reconstruction.
The greater good must be preserved use of malevolence. It is for this reason that we must slide open the flaming bars that hold these wicked prisoners... and let them free into our world once more. Where they can bring Justice through their powers of corruption.
Revival of the Damned
Spoiler:
Months had passed since the death of Gladstone. He had sacrificed himself in an attempt to summon a Doomguard and use it to crush his enemies and lead the destruction of Feralas. Though the demon was summoned by his death, his ambitions failed, that servant of the Burning Legion crushed by overwhelming opposition.
For those months Gladstone's body was encased within an icy crystal, preserving the flesh from rot and decay, watched over by Xeonart. The warlocks soulstone lay hidden, stored away within the Desolace before he met death.
Slowly the Death Knight walked into the cave where Gladstone was held, purple orb now in his hands. "And so the revival of the wicked must take place... If we are to survive." It was finally time. For the last week Xeonart did not fuel the ice that encased Gladstone's body. For days that ice melted, the human's tomb fading away.
Today Xeonart raised a gloved hand, removing the rest of the ice away with a wave and channeling of runic power. The body fell to the ground with a light thud. Wounds still covered it from the battle, frost mixing with blood and torn flesh to make jagged areas and rough frostbites all over the body. Worst of all where the places where fel-flame had scarred him.
Xeonart frowned, placing the soul stone down. From it came a purple glow, first faint. Then growing and growing. Its light whirled within and then moved into Gladstone's body. A dark resurrection took place, restoring life to a man better left in the depths.
----
This is the time of judgement, the call for justice.
...And then the cries of many joined the cries of one
Burn it all to the ground! ... no blade of grass unchared...
...And they will scream it out... and their children will fear it in their nightmares
... the path to righteousness...
Only the rage of a demon could match...
He wants us to feel the power...
Of his justice.
Gladstone's eyes rolled open.
"Its a cold world out there human. Death will come for men like you, follow you behind every corner. What motivation could exist I wonder, what desire could you have to live on?"
Justice lies in the power of darkness.
"Motivation," came his weak response.
In Ashenvale... they defeated me on the bridge to Fel-fire hill. An Infernal was not enough.
"First Ashenvale... Then Feralas," the human muttered. "There can be only one suitable justice for this crime.."
Killer: Died while attempting doomguard summoning.
Resurrector: Self- Soulstone
Permanent Drawbacks:
-Body forever scared, making him physically crippled and unable to take even small amounts of bodily damage
-Wounds that will never heal completely and cause him pain sporadically, interrupting spell casting.
-Agility greatly reduced, making him unable to dodge even while only in cloth armor.
Temporary Drawbacks
-Sickness for a few days
-Paranoia
-Weakened spells
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