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The decaying, gnarled body of Relvinian slumped against a stone wall at the bottom of a long shaft deep underneath the Hedgemaze. As a Lich risen from the dead, his physical strength was tied inseparably to his magic. With his stores of power utterly depleted, he would need some time to recover before moving on.
Above him he heard cries of victory mingled with calls for further pursuit of the Undead mage. "Fools. They do not realize there is a reason I didn't leave this way in the first place," Relvinian muttered, the tattered remains of his face twisted into a permanent snarl.
Indeed there was a reason, he thought as his malevolent gaze searched the way in front of him. Defeated, escape to this place was his only option. He knew what he would now face, and powerful as he was, he could barely comprehend that which could be found underneath his grave.
He knew his passage here would not go unnoticed - the best he could hope for is that the entity that dwelled here would not take an interest in him. This place was not a source of evil, as one would expect such a location to be, but was nonetheless a source of great power. Relvinian did not fear what its' sole inhabitant could do to him, but rather the interference it could have on the plans of Ix Tab and himself.
Relvinian had little doubt that he would escape what was to come. But his entrance here ensured that he wouldn't be the only one escaping the depths of the earth. The voices above having quieted to a murmur, he could hear something ahead - laughter from deep within the darkness.
Above him he heard cries of victory mingled with calls for further pursuit of the Undead mage. "Fools. They do not realize there is a reason I didn't leave this way in the first place," Relvinian muttered, the tattered remains of his face twisted into a permanent snarl.
Indeed there was a reason, he thought as his malevolent gaze searched the way in front of him. Defeated, escape to this place was his only option. He knew what he would now face, and powerful as he was, he could barely comprehend that which could be found underneath his grave.
He knew his passage here would not go unnoticed - the best he could hope for is that the entity that dwelled here would not take an interest in him. This place was not a source of evil, as one would expect such a location to be, but was nonetheless a source of great power. Relvinian did not fear what its' sole inhabitant could do to him, but rather the interference it could have on the plans of Ix Tab and himself.
Relvinian had little doubt that he would escape what was to come. But his entrance here ensured that he wouldn't be the only one escaping the depths of the earth. The voices above having quieted to a murmur, he could hear something ahead - laughter from deep within the darkness.
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