The Appearance (An Introduction)

[Blightlord]

<p> Legends speak of worlds far from our own, entire universes seperated by a void of nothing. These legends tell of how these worlds can collide and of the histories forever changed by these strange occurances. This is the beginning of one of those legends.</p><p> For in the great void, a manipulator watched the struggles that shook a world to its very foundations. He saw the world these people lived in and was not satisfied. He saw his remedy however, to move the life of this man and those bound to him to a new setting, one where he would face new forms of threats and perhaps overcome the old once and for all. But the rest was not up to the manipulator, for the rest revolved around fate.</p><p> "This... Where are we?" A man turned warily about, not sure of what he was seeing. He was no ordinary human, that was clear from the start. His skin was a charred black, covered by deep green robes and a low hood with black flames that were imprinted along the robes end and around his sleeves. But what had to be the most startling feature were his eyes, glowing red orbs whose light shone just beyond the edge of their sockets.</p><p> "Good question," muttered a woman, her very stance making it clear she was an experienced fighter. Her long brown hair whipped in the wind, her beauty far more striking than the simple brown leather she wore with a red sash tied about her waist.</p><p> "I can sense the presence of some minds off to the distance," said a girl seemingly in her teens, pointing towards the horizon. Her raven black hair fell mid-way down her back. She wore an outfit of black cloth, a fact she didn't seem to pleased with. "What happened to my armor?" she said, looking around.</p><p> "We'll worry about that later. For now we need to figure out where we are." He started walking in the direction the girl had pointed. The two women nodded, following behind.</p><p>((So, hello everyone! I'm still a bit noobish to Everquest's ways but as I figure more things out and what works for these guys they'll become a bit more clear. But until then expect more from me in this topic and perhaps some of the others around here. Hope to be writing with you soon!))</p>

[Blightlord]

<p> "Hardly acceptable..." A man stood atop a cliff overlooking a barren land. Black robes embroidered with runes of death and decay did nothing to hide the fact that his body was not all it seemed, for his face remained unhidden. A disturbing hint at what the rest of him may appear to be. For it was not whole, signs of rot clear across his features from what was barely recognizable as a mouth to the festering area around his left eye. His head was bare, likely because hair could not grow atop his scalp in its state. Yet despite his almost leperous features, this man moved comfortably, regally even.</p><p> "My lord," said a Lich, stepping forward to his master's side. "Perhaps it would be best for us to seek out a nearby city." His robes were a dingy gray, tattered at the hems. His eyes burned with a blood-red fire that showed as much cunning as malice. Unlike his master, the Lich's own rotted features were partially obscured by a hood.</p><p> The man stared out impassively for a moment. "Yes. I will need supplies if I am to return home. Where is the nearest, most heavily populated city?"</p><p> "Just over a mile from here, my lord."</p><p> "Good. I wish to be just beyond the gates in case these people prove unwelcoming."</p><p> The Lich bowed. "Yes, my lord." He rose, moving his arms in steady shapes similar to a figure eight. A pool of darkness filled around them, they sank, and then they were gone.</p>