tales of darkness

Necromancer Nero started on his way to the town graveyard. If his dreams were to come true he would become a master necromancer and raise a mighty army to do his will. When As he had walked to the top of the hill in the middle of the graveyard, he gathered magical energies about him and started casting an incantation of summoning. Immediately skeletons burst from the earth with weapons in their bony hands.

Once he had summoned a host big enough to challenge the town guard he joined his faithful undead servants and marched towards the barracks of the town guard. When he had given commands to his rotting servants he made ready to face the town guard which were busying themselves by forming into infantry units. The fight was fierce but the undead prevailed. Summoning more minions in the form of the recently dead soldiers of the town guard, Nero commanded half of his minions to slaughter every person in the small hamlet and bring them to the barracks of the fallen soldiers. The other half was to act as his guard until the rest others came back.



The hamlet was filled with the scent of blood and slaughter as Nero’s minions destroyed the people of the small village. Dead villagers gripped weapons stolen from the barracks and joined the ranks of zombies (undead?) that Nero had summoned. “Ha, the next village will fall just as quickly and then I will have even more rotting warriors at my command!” said Nero to himself. “Ha, ha, ha, ha!” that chill laughter continued all that night……..


So ends chapter one of this book of Black Tales.



Chapter 2

“ha, ha, ha, my mighty army of undead shall grow with every town I destroy!” shouted Nero. With that he started to slaughter more and more villages in the border princes. Soon he had carved himself out an empire in the border princes an began to invade the empire. He started as only a necromancer in a secluded town in the border princes. But now he was the emperor over an undead kingdom. his first targets in the empire were a few small towns. These were perfect for gathering materials for war and to swell the ranks of his undead horde. Once his necromantic constructs were complete he would get one of his necromancer underlings to sneak into a city and summon a force from the graveyard and strike from within while his mighty army would strike from outside the walls of the doomed city. Then he would strike down the elector count and his body guard and turn them into wights.


When the screams of the doomed citizens filled the air Nero deemed it time. His massive undead horde that had lied in wait started towards the gates. A company of skeletons that was skull-to-toe bone in armour wielded a massive battering ram made of a giant oak tree felled when his servants were gathering wood. Skeleton and zombie companies with ladders were making their way towards the wall. The skeleton companies reached the wall with the aid of the Nero casting a great spell called Vanhel’s dance macabre that he learned off an old lore book. Then when he saw his right flank falter he summoned his powers and raised more of the dead to reinforce it. With a mighty crash the great ram smashed through the wooden gates of the city. The soldiers behind it looked horrified at the walking dead even as they were cut to ribbons. The companies of skeletons and his newly raised black nights behind the rammers started to surge into the city. The hell knight cackling madly with horrific laughter as the slaughter began in earnest….


When he had met with his necromancer pupil and raised the citizens and soldiers that his forces had slaughtered his great army marched towards the castle and the elector within it Nero walked beside his underlings. When the great host had reached it the elector count and his body guard were waiting. Holding his sword high the elector count yelled a challenge to Nero. “You shall not pass!!” he yelled. Within seconds he and his body guard were overwhelmed and destroyed.



Chapter 3

As Nero set his minions in to place to guard his empires borders one of his pupils came up to him and said. “How do you control all these undead constructs, surly you must be a master necromancer?” then Nero replied “not yet.” Then his pupil said “ why not master?” Nero replied “because I have yet to glimpse one of the great books of nagash” said Nero, “surly you know that my powers are great but without even the most slim glimpse of one of those tomes of the great necromancer I am not yet a master of my craft.” Said Nero “now, does that answer your question?” then his pupil said “yes.”


“The darkness is coming to all the earth, all shall be wreathed in shadow and the dead will rule!” shouted Nero. His plans were coming together. Once all his pupils were assembled in the great hall of the castle which his segie had caused to be in his hands he announced that he was going to invite a vampire to give him the blood kiss. After which he would be invincible. So it came to pass that Nero was given the blood kiss by Necrarch lord Domincus. He quenched his thirst for blood by the victims that were brought to him by his slaves. One night a great fire dragon came over the city. Nero saw it and used his deadly powers to blast its wings so it could not fly. At once he commanded thousands of skeleton warriors to swarm over it and kill the mighty beast.
Once it was dead Nero pounced on to its neck and started to drink its blood.

Once he had sucked all the blood from the beast he raised it from the dead and so created a mighty zombie dragon that he rode to battle on forever more. He felt invigorated by the power the dragons blood had given him and no longer felt the need to drink the blood of the living. He then said to his followers “if you want ever to become immortal like me, you will have to prove your worth. With that he flew to the top of tallest tower of his castle and screamed “dead! I command you!” some say this could be heard in even the lands of araby and telia that dark night.


Chapter 4


Nero gazed mavolently at his followers. “I have legions of the dead that walk under my command, each of you shall take an army and sweep into the empire, and ravage and expand your army.” Said Nero, “then come back and we all shall meet here, I shall judge you by how big your army is when you come back.” His followers whispered to each other. “you shall be truly worthy if you have raised mighty army’s.” said Nero. “my legion will protect the borders of my territory, they will construct watch posts at the borders to guard against attack. If you are not worthy you will have another chance to prove yourself, but I will take all the wights that you raise.” He said. “go now and prove yourselves! March!”

Megil took his army and started into the empire from the northernmost border. I must win, thought megil. Through chance he heard that ogres were attacking from the mountains of mourn and the empire was hard pressed for troops to defend most of its borders. He had heard that a battle had been raging in the mountains so he set off to massacre entire towns and border cites of the population while the town troops were fighting in the mountains. “these simple zombies will not impress the master! I have to show him something spectacular for me to be worthy!” said megil. When scouts arrived with tidings that the battle in the mountains was losing momentum, megil launched an all-out assault on the rear ranks of the empire forces…

With speed unheard of the war cannons and hellblaster volley guns of the empire were swept away in tides of skeletons and zombies. Relentless was the fighting and even though the rear ranks were taken by surprise they lashed out with spears and halberds. “I have never seen such courage in these lousy no-good sacks of muscle and bone before!” thought megil. “withdraw and follow me!” he yelled to his minions. In a split second the undead that were tearing apart the flimsy rearguard of the empires forces made a tactical retreat into the very same lands that megil had been “harvesting” more villagers for his army in.

When the battle in the mountains was over and the empire troops retuning home megil had his army sweep over the casualties of the battle. While he summoned his dark powers to raise the men, he had his undying servant’s collect the bodies and weapons of the fallen ogres into one huge pile. When the work was complete and his army ever swelled he stood in front of the mound of dead ogres and summoning a great wave of dark magic into himself and yelled aloud a dark incantation and raised the ogres into the most powerful and aw inspiring zombie horde ever created by a necromancer. “now I shall definitely be granted eternal life by my master, the great count Nero!!!” he yelled triumphantly.

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