Hurry up and break the guy. I want to start posting.

And fox, question, that book, is it "The book," or just a random book with some stuff about necromancy.

I'm not quite getting your question...

I'm learning that quickly, but I've got a better idea for my post anyways now.

"No, but I have a feeling that you feel the need to inform me." I grab the glass that my drink is in and take a long drink, wonderfully delicious. "This is a wonderful beverage here, and your healers are quite skilled." As I finished speaking the healer finished their work, I inspected it; a very through job, I don't think this will scar at all.

As I sat in a local tavern in on of the smaller towns outlying Kai Sung, a few thugs began to sit around me; one to my left, two to my right, and a moment later at least one behind me. The one behind me put a hand on my shoulder, it was rough and callused from either many years working a farm, or many years of wielding a weapon, he massaged it for a second before he began to speak. "Your new in town aren't you?"

I brushed his hand from my shoulder then turned so I could face him, he was just as big and muscular as I had expected. He had a scar running the length of his face, perhaps twenty or so years old; then I took note of the ax he had on his back, quite large and clearly it had seen quite a few battles; the blade had numerous chips in it, but other then that it look as though it could still easily remove a limb with no effort. "Yes, but I am simply passing through; I should be on my way by morning."

"In that case I'm going to be nice to you, but you've still got to pay a toll." He seemed genuine in his message, but something was off in his voice.

"Very well, how much do I owe in order to pass though your town?"
"I like that book of yours, looks pretty valuable." And it was reviled, he wanted my book; the only material possession I had.
"I fear you are mistaken, this book is simply a journal that I keep as I travel from town to town. It's only value is in it's worth as kindling." He wasn't buying my story, he must have a necromancer in his family some where.
"I'm sorry buddy, but if you don't pay you don't live..."
"Very well." I stood up and walked towards the door, "It's best if we keep our quarling out of this establishment."

I left and waited for them to emerge, which they did very quickly. They quickly surrounded me and each drew their weapons in sync. For a brief moment we all stood still, just sizing each other up; then it was broken when one of them began to rush me from behind. Quickly I side stepped his clumsily attack, then opened the book in one motion. I quickly shifted through the pages until I found the one I wanted. I began to use it when I was forced to dodge yet another attack, this one landed, slicing my arm open, it wasn't bad enough to render is useless; but it caused a great deal of pain. Finally I managed to finish the spell "Tormented souls, I call you to this world again!" Knowing this one required an empty vessel to do correctly it wouldn't work perfectly, but the souls would be enraged and attack everything they could find; at least until they were driven out.

One of the thugs screamed and ran off trying to get away from my attack, the others stood their ground, but were still shaken by the screaming souls. Two of them started swinging their swords madly around, trying to stop the screaming, but it was to no avail, in their madness they drove their own weapons through their skulls. The ax wielder was on his knees clenching his head in his hands. I walked up to him then drove the spirits off "Your job here is done, go torment another person." I helped him to his feet then walked back towards the tavern.

Then the pain from my wound kicked in, I needed to be a little more careful from now on. I returned to the tavern and requested a healer, I dropped the amount it would cost to patch my arm up then ordered a stout drink; what a night...

hey, so where is everyone?

I still have to read through the 16 pages of posts to figure where everyone stands... I hate weekends.

well I'm lost...where can I come in?

"You ungrateful little rat! I told you to come back inside and you flat out refused! Get over your insecurity and grow the hell up! Now where is a good place to sleep?" I looked around and found an empty area. I set my sack down, I took my hat and gauntlet off. I put my gauntlet under my hat then using my hat as a pillow I laid down and quickly fell asleep...