Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-3507184-20140617035032/@comment-12012634-20140621011218

Seeing the great danger I'm in, I summon forth more and more spirits with just a thought, as the incantation had already been spoken its simply a matter of thinking to summon more of the Damned. Anything that comes near me must pass through the wall of spirits, should anything pass through the wall of spirits it will suffer rapid necrosis making threats to my being easy to deal with. I must keep the spirits collected in the wall to prevent them from harming my being, using this time I grab the rocks from my pouch. Over the time since I had grabbed them, I have been corrupting them with negative energy. They are now pitch black and gleam with a light of energy. I can make a temporary Ligans ad Aninam with what I have currently, it will have to be enough. I see my old familiar approach me, and I hear the words of the Druid in my ear.

I scream, not caring who hears me. While speaking, I craft the temporary Ligans ad Aninam.

"I DON'T WANT THE BLOODY ARTIFACT!  I HAVE MY OWN GOALS AND MOTIVES! IF THESE FOOLS WANT TO TEST ME, THEN SO BE IT! I WILL JOIN YOU!"