Life or death, it is all the same. There are always those who try to kill me. Ever do they fail.

And it has been some time since I’ve had a supply of dwarven corpses to work with. I suppose I can put your hammers to good use in the mines.


And it has been some time since I’ve had a supply of dwarven corpses to work with. I suppose I can put your hammers to good use in the mines.

I’ve finally found your lair, lich! You have attacked my tribe and wreaked havoc on our homes for many years. You slew my father and turned his body into one of your nasty creations. With your death, your annoying minions will pester us no longer!


I’ve finally found your lair, lich! You have attacked my tribe and wreaked havoc on our homes for many years. You slew my father and turned his body into one of your nasty creations. With your death, your annoying minions will pester us no longer!

The Whitefang Orcs! It is you who despoiled my motherland and razed my home. It is you who forced me to resort to necromancy to protect myself. It is you who ended my mortal life and forced me to become a lich. And you desire vengeance? Hah! The irony of this would be hysterical if I could still feel such an emotion.


The Whitefang Orcs! It is you who despoiled my motherland and razed my home. It is you who forced me to resort to necromancy to protect myself. It is you who ended my mortal life and forced me to become a lich. And you desire vengeance? Hah! The irony of this would be hysterical if I could still feel such an emotion.


That’s an evil grimoire!


<small>(faking pain)</small> Aaargh!


Defend the book, my minions! Aaargh!

A monolith of black stone, a dark surface reflecting deep shadow infinitely into the night.


A monolith of black stone, a dark surface reflecting deep shadow infinitely into the night.

A monolith of black stone, cold and brittle to the touch.


A monolith of black stone, cold and brittle to the touch.

A cuttlefish! Perhaps I shall make it my pet.


A cuttlefish! Perhaps I shall make it my pet.


We meet again, squiddy one.


Curses. She got away.

It appears that she has evaded me once again.


It appears that she has evaded me once again.

I remember this place. It swirls with strange energy, like a pool of memories.


I remember this place. It swirls with strange energy, like a pool of memories.

It were so much simpler back then, without yer complicated magic ’n yer crazy education ta mess things up. Don’t ya think so, Malin?


It were so much simpler back then, without yer complicated magic ’n yer crazy education ta mess things up. Don’t ya think so, Malin?


That name is no longer mine.

What does the darkness have in store for me this time?


What does the darkness have in store for me this time?

I guess we were never that close, but you were still my brother. When you went to Alduin fer those eight years, I was so lonely, ya know? Bein’ the daughter of a baron, it was real hard to make any real friends. It was always just people tryin’ to be nice and friendly just to get something out of me. People didn’t care about me. They only cared about my title.


I guess we were never that close, but you were still my brother. When you went to Alduin fer those eight years, I was so lonely, ya know? Bein’ the daughter of a baron, it was real hard to make any real friends. It was always just people tryin’ to be nice and friendly just to get something out of me. People didn’t care about me. They only cared about my title.

When you first came back from Alduin, I was so, so happy to see ya. I thought you and me and pa could finally be a family again and I’d finally have someone I could talk to as just, you know, a friend. And then ya went and screwed it all up by turnin’ to that dark magic of yours. You don’t know how much that hurt me. You really don’t, Malin.


When you first came back from Alduin, I was so, so happy to see ya. I thought you and me and pa could finally be a family again and I’d finally have someone I could talk to as just, you know, a friend. And then ya went and screwed it all up by turnin’ to that dark magic of yours. You don’t know how much that hurt me. You really don’t, Malin.


That is not my name.

A necromancer’s existence is a solitary one. Though we may be surrounded by hordes of the undead, it is a scarce occasion that we interact with another truly sentient being. In all my years of travels, you were my first and only apprentice.


A necromancer’s existence is a solitary one. Though we may be surrounded by hordes of the undead, it is a scarce occasion that we interact with another truly sentient being. In all my years of travels, you were my first and only apprentice.

I taught you everything I knew. I imparted you with all the power you needed to accomplish your goals. I thought that in return, you would afford me a single, small favor, and that I would not ask more of you. How did you repay me? By betraying me using the very skills I taught you! You are a cursed soul, Mal Keshar the Damned!


I taught you everything I knew. I imparted you with all the power you needed to accomplish your goals. I thought that in return, you would afford me a single, small favor, and that I would not ask more of you. How did you repay me? By betraying me using the very skills I taught you! You are a cursed soul, Mal Keshar the Damned!


Hah.


Hahahahaha.


<i>HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA.</i>


That is indeed my name.

Mal Keshar stares into the abyss, oddly at ease alone amongst the darkness.


Mal Keshar stares into the abyss, oddly at ease alone amongst the darkness.

Slain by those who were once my countrymen...


Slain by those who were once my countrymen...


Darkness descends... and I...

Felled by an orc... so it ends... like this...


Felled by an orc... so it ends... like this...

... Then my battle against the orcs is lost!