[IC] ShadowWalkers

[Shadow Dragon]

He pulls as much necromancy from it as he can, changing the color back to a deep red. "Apologies. I did not think to remove my aura."

[Sharidi37495]

Yalanilue frowns, having trouble focusing on what he's saying. A little bit of color returns to her face. "You do know... that my fire... is my lifeblood... don't you?" She pants out.

[Shadow Dragon]

"I had forgotten.... my apologies."

[Sharidi37495]

"Damn it," Yalanilue coughs. She doubles over, panting. "You wouldn't happen to have any fire on you, would you?"

[Shadow Dragon]

He shrugs. "I could start some." He summons a skeleton, that gathers sticks into a large pile. He then rubs his hands together, sparks flying into the wood until it lights.

[Sharidi37495]

Yalanilue's condition slowly worsens: her eyes are now half-open, her face steadily growing paler, and she's struggling to stand. He would see the impurity spread throughout his chains of flame.

[Shadow Dragon]

He takes a deep breath, and pulls as much necromancy from his body as he can, funneling it into his sword, ring, and helmet.

[Sharidi37495]

Yalanilue coughs. "Fire... I need... fire..."

[Shadow Dragon]

He summons random zombies, setting them ablaze.

[Sharidi37495]

Yalanilue opens her mouth wide, and she seems to suck all of the fire into her mouth. When all of it's gone, including the campfire, she sighs happily and wipes her mouth. "Thanks for breakfast."

[Shadow Dragon]

He banishes the minor undead to conserve his power. and shrugs. "You're welcome."

[Sharidi37495]

Yalanilue stands and stretches, her condition and flames improving quickly. She burps, flames coming out of her mouth.

[Shadow Dragon]

He summons a couch of bone, reclining on it.

[Sharidi37495]

Yalanilue rolls her eyes, and she grins faintly as she flicks a finger, tightening the chains. "Get up."

[Shadow Dragon]

He rolls his eyes, and the bones sink back into the ground. He then stands up, spinning his sword.

[Sharidi37495]

Yalanilue frowns. "We're going soon. Prepare yourself."

[Shadow Dragon]

He drags every step, as if he's a prisoner. "This better?"

[Sharidi37495]

Yalanilue draws her sword and tears his clothes a little, and scorches his clothes where her chains are. "Better."

[Shadow Dragon]

He changes his outward appearance slightly, making cosmetic cracks in his armor, and his eyes dim, glowing a dim blue, shot though with gold. "Like this?"

[Sharidi37495]

Yalznilue nods. "It wouldn't make sense for you to have chains of flame unless I was the one controlling you."