Mark_Leopold

In a world of many magics, the lost and feared magic may rise again. Only Gerald will decide the fate of those long dead, in more ways than one. But will he destroy the established order and an army of lies, fables, and half truths before those in power destroy him and potentially damage itself? Or, will it truly be the Necromancers End...?

Warning: Contains references and themes of slavery, racism, sexism, murder, undead creatures, and references.

The Necromancer's End

Gerald teleported his final teleport into a grove of trees near the City of Gorshemar.  The City of Eternal Lights.  


'Let them have fun trying to burn this to the ground.' He thought with a smirk as he walked out of the grove of trees and onto the road nearby.  


The road was busy, and nobody thought anything of a man coming from the bushes and walking nearby.  


Fleeing to The Last Place They'd Expect