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The vampire known as Riskel Drabek now awake from his 200 year slumber, looked at the dark tomb he was placed in and saw that the dark god was no longer there. "I have been gone from this world for far to long, i miss the taste of mortal blood, with that he walked over to a alter that held his dark vampiric armor with his sword and battle claws, dawning his old armor and weapons forged in the depths of the underworld he walked to the entrance and saw that the sun was setting and he laughed as he started to run at the entrance and turned into a swarm of bats leaving the tomb and flew into the night sky.

The Death god walked out of the shadows of the cave to watch as his hero flew into the night sky. He smiled and turned toward the mouth of the cave, raising one boney finger and tore a hole through the fabric of the mortal world and entered the Underworld, walking over to his throne of flesh and bones he sat comfortably in his throne and raised his hand to reveal a giant pool of black ooze that bubbled with fear. This very ooze is the blood of a creature slain by his scythe. He knew the blood of the Demon Nighmar would be useful to him so he grasped a glass bottle, filling it with the black ooze that swirled with a dark purple glow, he then floated up to his collection of dark evil brews and placed the bottle in his collection, he then floated back down and filled up a tube and corked it and flew over to his mirror and waved his hand over it. "Kilgarrah, i wish for you to see something, please come to the underworld as soon as you can. It is vital that you see this." Showing the Demon blood vile and smiled. "I forgot to mention before hand and i thought i would bring it to your attention."
Slodon- The capital of nersulheim ruled by a fearful man who is under the influence of a cult member

Hythe- the village on the water known for their storytellers of the old days of legends and of the tales pf the gods.

Llyn- the village on the borders of nersulheim and is a village curropted by the cults of the death god and is the location of their base of operations

The Nothern Point- a cave/tomb in the nothern wilds holding the tomb that held the vampire Riskel Drabek
@Lexicon have a nersulheim capital and maybe a village to add to the map as well as a tomb that held my gods hero for 200 years
Im still here just taking me awhile to get a good post going that is my heros post. Finally getting one going
@Lexiconmaybe something else other than pechers, if it is to be something of the undead

Other than that. Awesome work
@dragonmancer Kulorerstus smiled at the words of the Dragon. "If that is the case lightbreather. Stay out of my errands of the mortal realm. Some of us actually enjoy our tasks and i do so enjoy personally collecting the souls of the dead. 500 years i sit and 'rot' of boredom waiting. I had been away from my task...for far to long." He stood from his throne and floated over to the orderves "hmmm....and besides. You have food for the living here. Where is the tender youth souls or essence of darkness?"

As soon as he had said that a wraith flowed into the room and began to whisper in his ear. "Ahh he is alive then. Very well i shall be there soon," he gazed at his fellow gods and goddesses, "well i must be off a old servant of mine has been found." The dreaded God of the Underworld laughed and vanished like in a shroud of pure darkness and it oozed into the ground like water does to soil.

Walking out of the shadows toward a stone sarcophagus. The death gods presence alone could make a warm room cold. He raised his hands and the lid to this stone coffin lifted up and he threw it to the side. He miled as he saw the dry bloodless body of his champion the Vampire of Mortival.

He summoned for a wraith to bring him the essence of pure darkness with mixed with fresh mortal blood and he poured the wine barrels filled with this into the stone tomb and covered the vampires body in it.

Flesh started to swell with fresh new blood and skin started to moisten up a once dry hand started to rise up out of the blood as did another. This dark warrior was imprisoned here 200 years ago and without food he dried up like a raisen. He inhaled breathing the dank air and looked around with glowing red eyes. And he saw the manifestation of the Death God out of darkness and he climbed out of the replenishing sarcophagus and knelt before Kulorerstus
@NachoBachoPacho through the darkness of the hood of the death god red eyes glowed and gazed in the direction of all the gods. "Thu-mmmok, how goes the tomb." The Dark god asked with a evil chuckle behind it. He knew the tombs curse hasnt been lifted and he so enjoyed messing with the minds of the other gods. "Those poor souls, unable to rest. Shame no one can cause them to slumber outsids of our interference." His mockery of the ancient tomb and his defiling of it went beyond cruel. He turned his attention to the god of madness and like the Death god. Darkness clouds the heart of these two gods. But Kulorerstus was a being of screams of agony and fear where as The Outsider was a god of Insanity and Madness a ability power the the death god respected. And will gladly work along with. "By the way Outsider, nice job with helping me enduce fear in the mortal realm 2 weeks ago. The thing they fear most and they went mad trying to overcome it falling into madness. Beautiful work." The dark god chuckled and his cloak moved as he did unreflecting of any form of light. The DeathKnight by his side crossed arms and his glowing eyes moved through his DarkSteel armor a sword at his side and a skull spear in hand. The Deathknight looked like a menacing bodyguard to Kulorerstus. He paid mainly attention to the god of dragons. Ready to slay the beast if needed.

Kulorerstus leaned back in his throne with scythe in hand and began to ponder. Himself with questions. What could this calling possibly be about. Why would i even be called to these. Im not the most liked god around.
Screams fill the fires of the Underworld as wraiths drags souls into the pires to listen to them scream and laugh at their tortured screams as a wraith flew toward the Dark Citadel that looms over the entire underworld like a tall mountain. The wraith rushed to the throne room and bowed its head when it reached the Dark God and in a raspy scratchy voice it spoke. "My lord. A letter has arrived for your from the heavens..." within the hood of this dark menacing figure sitting on a throne of blood and bones "...forgive me my lord i.." the dark god grabbed the wraith and the wraith now terrified struggled as the boney hand of the dark god reached for the letter and released the wraith, that wraith then turned to escape and the god tore open the letter and scowled as the god of dragons had demanded that the god show up to the heavens for a meeting and this dark gods anger began to rose and the fires in the Underworld rose and this dark god called for his lead deathknight and they flew through the Underworld up to the Heavens.

This Dark god appeared in the heavens with his scythe in hand and the DeathKnight Heshrud by his side he sat down on his black throne waiting for what he was called for by this god of dragons. "Kilgarrah i hope this is important!" He demanded as he gazed across the meeting hall as he noticed Ha, Nahargu'ul, Sombra, Thu-mmmok yigzavath and scoffed
@dragonmancer im making a detailed description behind the land of Nersulhiem i know parts of it are blighted and parts of great quest like areas infested with the undead.
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