Necromancher Knight Chapter 1: demonic guardian Treth ran down the hill deep in the forest of guardival he was tracking a massive deer rumored to be able to feed a village for a year. Getting permission from the eleven council to hunt this beautiful animal he continued his hunting. He had slain goblins, war beasts undead and various other creatures and yet this deer has given him the most trouble. He recently gained enough strength in his left arm to pull back his arrow for hunting. He used his right arm now for swinging his massive dwarven steel mace. After three hours he laid eyes upon the deer it wasn't huge or big but regular size but radiated a golden aura. It was the deer he was hunting. He pulled out a single arrow dipped in a sleeping potion. It has no effect on man dwarf or any other race it only effects beasts of the wild. He pulled back his bow let out a breath and let his arrow fly. It stuck the deer in the rump and it stiffed up and feel dead straight away. Confused Treth ran up to the deer it was breathing heavily near death then it's veins turned black and snaked there way all over its body. Then nothing it stopped all together. Thick black liquid pored out of its mouth. Treth reached in and touched its fur and as soon as it did the deers stomach lurched up and his ribs burst open wide reviling a book rigged and grey with a skeletal had on the cover. Astonished he picked it up. It was duty and covered in cob webs. He put in inside his pack he then proceeded to wipe off his fur clothing that were covered in blood and dust. He then began his hike back to his cabin. Before he took ten steps he began hearing whispers. Shaking it off he continued homeward. Again and again he herd " open the book" and " let me out" all in a sweet eery female voice. Finally at the halfway mark he sat down pulled out the book and stared at it. Debating to open it or not. " please daddy open the book." That was his daughters voice! He opened the book without any further thought. Symbols leaked out black mist engulfed where he was sitting. Then quiet only his breathing was able to be heard. He sighed " it was nothing stupid book!" Treth said as he kicked the pages. " your a brutish one is ow well beggars can't be choosers." An old cracked voice said. Turning Round Treth came face to face with very short old lady she wore a green robe that dropped down past her legs. She had long grey hair a hunched back and only one big eye in the center of her face! " what are you?" Treth stammered. " I am Mareyea I'm your guardian as you pass through the #life of a necromancher." She said softly. " me never! I am a warrior and don't affiliate myself with dark magics!" Treth said. Mareyea just sighed. " is this how you act after the dark magics were the force that saved you! Did you really think you a mere farmer that could hunt took down Thratos on your own? No good sir I helped you I saved you it was dark magic that freed you from his gullet!" She barked. " you....? Why did you..." He stammered. " all in good time for now let me show you something I think you'll like." She snickered. Then she clawed the dirt to form symbols I've never seen before. " they read. Dark arts arm defiler. Repeat these words." She said. " dark arts arm defiler" Treth said. Then Mareyea took his left arm and put his hand into the dirt. It burned to the touch but she forced his hand harder then Treth thought posible. When she let go Treth felt his arm he could move it fully! But he noticed a darkness engulfing his hand from the fingertips. The darkness worked its way up his arm as it did it left runes on his arm and horns and spikes popped up along his elbow and hand. It melted away his fur arm cloth. He looked back up at Mareyea. She begun to grow he feet hit the ground and morphed into goat feet he legs became sater like at the waist she was normal thin and beutiful she looked like a human girl. Except she had horns on her head. Then flames striped across her body covering her privates her skin became White. She had a short tail that wiped about. She brown hair was up kept and partially set ablaze. " what are you? " Treth asked. " I am your demonic guardian as I told you before you are now a necromancher. Deal with it!" She bellowed. Treth just sat there deep in thought.