Ebon Downs: Undead Roastery

Ilyanas Tomb of Doom


Shav and I worked out an impressive method of relying on each other in fights. He would beat his shield, attract the attention of the enemy, and once they thronged him, I let loose with the elements. Shav was never harmed by the elemental spells, for the elemental spirits and I had an agreement. I would, as I matured in the ways of magic here in Neverwinter, eventually choose one elemental force to specialize in. Winner takes all.

We took this tactic to the crypts in Ebon Downs.

Hoards of skeletons and all manner of haughty wights fell to our device. I especially liked when the brighter undead minion occasionally caught a glimpse of my true self–a vampire. The look is something in between hatred and surprise. You, the eyes said, should be helping us, not hunting us.

What can I tell you? The minions have always served the more…

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