Malachy
Faithful
Necromancer
Death is only the end of life and nothing more.
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Post by Malachy on Aug 16, 2009 0:49:40 GMT -5
Malachy, the Necro had been up since before the midnight of they that was was now almost over. He hadn't eaten all day and he was hungry and a little thirsty. Must of the town had changed since he was last among the living but one thing had stayed the same, the tavern, as well as the type of crowd that hung out there.
Out side was a pan handler looking for just enough change to buy a cheap drink and be able to fall asleep drunk, but happy. In the ally way he was sure he heard the retching of someone that had drank too much, and he saw human shaped figures in the shadows just waiting for a health and possibly wealth person to walk past. In the bar there where womanizers slapping the posterior of a passing Barmaid, and there where travelers eating some mutton before retiring to the room they had secure with the inn. and there where guys just getting off work speaking with good friend and just having a good time (some of these where the womanizers.) and the there where the sorry few that where there to drown their trouble in alcohol.
Malachy was soon to be the traveling sort. So he found himself an open seat and waited payiently for a barmaid to come to him rather than call one he had things on his mind so he didn't mind the wait.
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