Pro-logue

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Pain, utter and absolute pain. That's all she could feel, that's all she could think about until she opened her eyes. All around her, was hell. Women were set alight as they ran screaming with children in arms, young girls were being brutally murdered, their screams further piercing her already broken heart. But the image, the image that would stick to her, death and beyond, was the sight of her fiancè, being tortured infront of her, slowly, grotesquely.

She looked up at her captors, fury and fear filling the eyes of a woman who knew what fate awaited her. "Do it" she choked out, sobbing "Turn me into one of your sick creatures of the Lich." A deep, drawn out voice spoke up "Oh I will dar'len, but your stupid paladin ways won't save you."

She turned to face her fiancè, and she smiled weakly to face him a final time, a bleak and fleeting smile showing a final time. She nodded in resignation as the blade, HER own blade, came down upon her, and pain was all she knew once more.

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