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Oh wow, a Conclave mage. I remember them.

Reading through all this stuff, makes me happy there are still people out there that carry on this sorta thing. Chat-RP phenomena from how long ago? And how long have those java-chat applet/cheeta chat/whatever been dead? That, and its nice to see faces coming out of the woodwork. Wait -...

I remember this thread.

I thought these forums were dead. Much like me.

So be it. Lim-Dul would nod, slightly, and take several steps back before rasping the words of magic to take him away from this place. Having no idea whether Gargauth's realm was sealed away and his spell would fail...well...he was far too irritated to care at the moment. To be required to...

Cultists of the old ones? Of what did Gargauth speak? Hesitantly, the lich quickly remembers the great tome he had been given...the unholy Gargain, a terrible text containing the teachings of the Hidden Lord himself. Perhaps the book has answers to his questions, yes... Ignoring...

And so he watches. A demon, eh? Off the top of the lich's mind, he could list off a dozen spells that would banish this Skyler to some hell for thousands of years...or bind him into servitude...or cause his blood to boil....bones to liquify... It is this train of thought the lich ponders...

Rage seethed up within the lich. No! This is not how it was supposed to be! He was owed this. He had held out far, far too long to play word games... But perhaps- The lich decided, supressing his normal desires to rage about and unleash randomly(which was probably both foolish and...

Welcome.

And so he appears. Appears where, exactly, he does not know. Striding forth from the portal mouth with the same confidence born of ambition and desperation...the lich Lim-Dul doesn't really care where he was going to end up. Yet only a few moments after his arrival, he realizes that here...

His meeting with old friends would have to wait. As the poor wretch dies before him, the lich's hopes and dreams come to life. At last! At the cost of this wretch's life, a portal had been opened...but to where? The lich assumed it went straight to the Hidden Lord himself, yet one could...

I've existed since Ayenee was www.angelfire.com/on/kellindil So yeah. Regardless, what is the purpose of this thread? OOCly, I'd like to sort out some stuff out of the billion things happening in the main thread atm...

Never say die, imho.

A ripple of magic would signal his arrival. Appearing from the corridors of magic, a dark-robed figure steps forth from a tear in space and time. Judging on the appearance, torn dark robes and gaunt skeletal frame, it could only be the lich Lim-Dul...showing himself for the first time in a...

OOC: It is incredibly hard for me to construct, in my mind, what exactly is going on. So bear with the blatent, carpet-bomb assumptions made within. *** At last. It all now came to this. The Lich's ultimate gamble, awakening so many people within this dreary...miserable plane that were...

Skyler was more than welcome to page through the ancient tome - magical cyphers and more ancient knowledge than he possessed would be required to make sense of the strange, archaic language that comprised it. Not bothering to reply, Lim-Dul would vanish, whisking himself away through the...

Not bothering to listen to the mortal's reply, instead Lim-Dul was pondering how the fool managed past his killing enchantments. Few were great enough to so great that they could disregard his Art in such a manner. This being didn't give off nearly the presence one such as he should fear...

(OOC Note: I apologize for missing your post SJ. Totally my bad. Let this take place before whatever actions occured in the post titled "The Return". Also, I no longer have yahoo pager/messenger/whatever its called now. And I don't intend to install it on my remaining good machines. Please...

It comes now to this. A lifetime of standing in the shadows, the mere trappings of true power. For too long, the lich Lim-Dul had sought grander things...And failed. Yet no longer. A summons, a grand Calling, was sent out through the void. A potent and costly sorcery, the lich had...

Meanwhile... In a far remote place, beyond the influence of the capital city and certainly anyone that would dare remember his name... Lim-Dul waits. Patiently, silently, amidst the darkness of some hole-in-the-ground cave he had discovered not too long ago. Sealing the entrance with...

A Calling, continued. A crimson flare fills the room... Jagged shadows come to life for but a moment, arcane illumination giving but them the most brief of existence... And the lich casts. Had been casting, one might say. The odd posturing and posing, gesturing and intonations, all the...

It had been a long time. ...A heavily robed figure trudges slowly...carefully...down an ancient set ot stairs, deeper and deeper into darkness. The figure picks his way through the rubble strewn about the staircase carefully, deliberately, almost as if this being had been here before.... A...

Alas, the dead do not drink...heh heh heh....

...but it will give me something to browse as I waste away at my terrible job. See you around...