
Two new characters, for a setting that's barely a concept right now
On the left, a necromancers apprentice. She's a slave.
On the Right her Mistress, a powerful necromancer.
Haven't got names for them yet, as I'm trash....
But eeeeh.
The Necromancer is in it for the usual things. Power, immortality.
The slave just kinda became her apprentice. She's not really interested in ruling the world with armies of the undead, ultimate power or ever lasting life tbh. Which makes her a great servant/slave/apprentice for her Mistress. Who's a control freak.
She's a nervous little thing, with few social skills. Lacks self confidence. Before becoming her Mistresses slave, and eventually her Apprentice. She really had little purpose or direction in her life.
The slave collects Baculum bones. She likes to hang them from string around the place.
Her Mistress collects peoples dying moments, in the form of weak ghosts. Unaware of their surroundings, more like holographic recordings. Repeating over and over, their finial moments, for eternity.
They live in a collapsed, ancient structure. Buried by time.
The only way into it, is though the winding tunnels of a long abandoned mine.
On the left, a necromancers apprentice. She's a slave.
On the Right her Mistress, a powerful necromancer.
Haven't got names for them yet, as I'm trash....
But eeeeh.
The Necromancer is in it for the usual things. Power, immortality.
The slave just kinda became her apprentice. She's not really interested in ruling the world with armies of the undead, ultimate power or ever lasting life tbh. Which makes her a great servant/slave/apprentice for her Mistress. Who's a control freak.
She's a nervous little thing, with few social skills. Lacks self confidence. Before becoming her Mistresses slave, and eventually her Apprentice. She really had little purpose or direction in her life.
The slave collects Baculum bones. She likes to hang them from string around the place.
Her Mistress collects peoples dying moments, in the form of weak ghosts. Unaware of their surroundings, more like holographic recordings. Repeating over and over, their finial moments, for eternity.
They live in a collapsed, ancient structure. Buried by time.
The only way into it, is though the winding tunnels of a long abandoned mine.
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So this 'ere "After Setting" is it like, aftah people? Is that why all 'dese fuckin' weirdo nakkid animals runnin' aroun' 'oll 'oer th' fuckin' place? Is that why these fuckin' phones 'an forgetten ancient relics?? But 'dat don' esplain da fuckin' magjicjsskskks! Did 'dese fuckin' sceientists motherfuckers break the worl' did dey fukkin break th soul???? Is the magic science magiixnsnnxskssss!!??? I'oun' even fuckin' know. Cunting hell
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