He stood, notice the mortal wounds he had taken seal themselves before his eyes. > “YES I SWEAR AN OATH TO YOU, NOW RETURN ME!” Zarn opened his cold eyes to stare up at the night’s sky. > “SWEAR ALLIEGENCE TO ME ZARN! I WILL RETURN YOU TO YOUR WORLD, FREE TO SEE YOUR DESTINY FULFILLED! ALL YOU MUST DO IS GIVE OATH TO ME!” The great voice that was not a voice burned strong in Zarn. Some great thing, something he could not will himself to comprehend stood before him. He was in a place of shadow and fire, of the cold of the grave, and anger eternal. It may have taken seconds, maybe millennia, but in his rage he saw he had stopped falling. > “NO, LET ME GO, MY WORK IS NOT COMPLETE, GIVE ME MY VENGEANCE!” He raged on.
He was not to be defeated, by some band of fools!
His conquest had been written in the stars, his bloody path his destiny. He was Zarn, The Blacksword of the Plains. He ignored the planes half glimpsed, the forces that sought to take his life spirit for their own. > “NO, I WILL NOT BE DENIED, I WILL NOT FALL, I WILL SEE THEM DEAD!" His spirit raged, striving with all his will to return to his body. He caught a single glimpse of his form, still, run through, dead on the battlefield, before his spirit was dragged down. The DM Help Network /r/BehindTheTables /r/DMToolkit /r/DndMaps /r/DndAdventureWriter /r/DndRealms /r/DndMonsters /r/DndIdeas Or use the Multireddit Wait to post again until your most recent submission is out of the top-10.ĮXPLORE THE WIKI ARCHIVES Message the Moderators To ask questions please join our Discord, or use our weekly megathreadĨ. You must include the full text in the body of your postĦ. Post ready-to-use, playtested DM resources that YOU createdģ. We are a library of resources and we're here to help!Ģ.
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