Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20140116231609/@comment-3293219-20140121095309

Xeran felt a slight sting in his neck, it felt like an insect bite or a pin prick, he presumed it was from the fall...

"Here lies 'Eilonwyn'... Killed by a 'crazy ass necromancer' instead of the altmer she fell in love wi- wit-" Xeran quickly clutched his head and staggered around. Something was wrong...

He turned around to see that Eilonwyn had been transformed into, what looked like, a cloak with burning red eyes. Her sythe teleported to her as she began to levitate towards him, looking like the embodyment of death.

In reality, Eilonwyn hadn't moved an inch and Xeran was just twirling around in circles, clutching his head.

"N-no!" He stammered in panic, firing lightning bolts at the wall above her. He moved away from the reaper, falling back into his alchemy table, knocking a pot of ingredients over and scattering it's contents across the desk.

"S-stay away from me!"