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Default 06-05-2009, 12:44 PM

Name: Agrond neffen
Race: Death knight
Appearence: Oily dark black hair, rotten blue-ish skin, glowing purple eyes. Gothic armour, and a large sword
inscribed with seven glowing purple runes.
Personality: Very defiant and cheeky, also rude, but has a noble disposition. tactical mind and skill with leadership. Often in a very bad mood, as he's a rotten corpse.
Role: leader of a small unit of armoured skeleton troops.
Bio: Agrond neffen was smart of a small group of heroes that broke into an undead base of operations on the ground near his homeland of sanvallon. the whole group was murdered and then raised as death knights. Their leader, Mannak, was warped into a wight in exchange for his defiance.

Agrond strode into the morgue hall in the necropolis. This place was split into several different divisions, the place where corpses where placed, where they where reanimated, and where they where assigned their duties under traxxius menbane.

He walked with a slight swagger towards the next arch, and suddenly felt a voice in his head.
"You must report to the necro power reactor chamber... I demand this" It was the voice of traxxius, and Agrond had no power to resist. He felt himself turn around and head for a large set of stairs, which led to the coupling chamber.

Once he arrived, he quickly identified the problem. One of the couplings was smouldering, and as he watched it spark, the whole necropolis shuddered.

Agrond grabbed a wall as traxxius sent him another telepathic message;
"You must guard the necromancer when he comes to repair it...." hissed the lich in his head.

Agrond was not always in control of both his mind and body at the same time, but at this moment he had enough mental power to think to himself 'Up yours, you skeletal wimp' before he was jerked into position next to the main archway out of the room. The necromancer scuttled past him, and started messing around with the power coupling. Agrond wished he was able to turn his head to see what was going on, but couldn't.


I mean a weapon you hold. You have a gun, Tanith has a sword... I want a stick. ~ Valkyrie Cain
Ill buy you a stick for Christmas. - Skulduggery Pleasant

Last edited by AaronShadows : 06-05-2009 at 01:12 PM. Reason: forgot the personality slot. XD
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