Everything goes by in a blur as people run in and out collecting the materials that Al sent them to find. My head feels like it's about to explode, like a damn balloon with too much air in it. I check my leg, no immediate signs of infection, but it doesn't look like it's healing up too well; maybe I just need some more sleep. Nah, I just need to do something to take my mind off of it. "So, is there anything I can do to assist this process?"

One of the arms on one of the bodies vanished, then a leg, then there was only a few piece of each body. Well who ever sent then was smart enough to send some Hounds to retrieve enough of their bodies I couldn't try to bring them back, perhaps if I followed them I could learn some more about this situation. I flipped through The Book, nothing about tracking hounds. I stuffed my puppets into my sack and left the tavern; the owner was surprised to see me, I'm guessing he expected me dead by now; I made a mental note to return and consume his soul some time soon.

On my way out I was surprised to see foot prints in the dirt, dog prints. They came and went from the town, against my better judgment I decided to follow them, what harm could come from curiosity my mind reassured me. Plenty my subconscious told me, dredging the deepest memories to remind me the danger of curiosity. Still, I needed to find that Necromancer, I needed to master the ultimate Necromancer art, then maybe I could rest...

He aimed for his former friend first, assuming him to be the weakest of the two targets. While he was picking up the ax his friend was carrying my puppet lunged at him with both swords aimed for his stomach, I might not get it out of you alive, but I could try to get it after you are dead...

Secret agent bump. So, who likes where this RP is going?

It's awesome!

Why did so many people get to know of this book! It's well over a thousand years old, and only my master knew of it's existence when I killed him...perhaps it was that other necromancer, maybe he had access to my master's soul, never mind that now, I could think on this later, now I needed to escape. As one of them walked up to the closet I was in I told my puppet to take him. It quietly drew it's swords then ran them through the closet door and into his chest. He screamed and fell to the floor bleeding profusely as my puppet removed it's swords from his chest and busted out of the closet to handle the other man.

(I guess I'll let you react to my post instead of G-modding any more then I already have.)

If no post about spirit breaking soon, Hamon will be drinking tea and reading a book, while having two minions fight to the death.

Hamon seems like a awesome guy! We should hang out some time!

I can NOT take that name seriously XD I'm sorry Fox, I just CANT XD

He's not serious, he's a man on a mission; a mission to eat every burrito in existence!

GM post @ Fox
The owner nods,

Thank you, and word is Kai SUng was completely crushed by an undead army and the Takima forces, they said the necromancer was so powerful because it was a full moon and they get stronger then, but I wouldn't know.

A necromancer defeating an entire army by himself...Perhaps he is the one I've been searching for all these years; maybe he can decipher this damn book! I slammed my hand into the counter startling the healer and owner. "I'd like to rent a room for the night. And," I put a few more coins in the counter, "there is a man outside in need of some medical assistance. I'd like to pay for his treatment."