The Crossroads rp

Leon walks a misty and narrow road through the strangely verdant mountain range that reminded him of some pictures he had seen of the eastern half of the continentz "finally he murmurs as he sees a small village ahead full of wooden and straw huts

*He notice a small horde moving towards the village*

He sighs thinking to himself this is the third time this week {Not this time mother fuckers!} He forms a spectral knife in his left hand and draws it along his palm and using the blood to call upon a contract with a spirit that manafests in this realm somewhere between an 18ft tall bull, and a megaladon it plows through the horde omnomnoming like a murderous pacman

*Everything it kills seems to stand again and a small impish creature darts to the ones with missing limbs and starts to reattach the limbs before darting to another with a missing limb*

The creature suddenly breathes fire reducing them to ash

*Bolts start to strike the creature's side*

THe spirit easily heals the minor injuries and continues to rampage through the undead

Leon draws a ward to protect him from possession on his chest and goes to confront the necromancer "I need to stock up on supplies, attack the town on your own time"

*Pulls out a sword*

Leon draws" his military saber "you want this town you go through me, or rather" I go through. You"

"Many have said the same..."

Leon unblinkingly says "24"

"26...an hour two more fools..."

Leon laughs to himself "oh no never mind that, it's a game I like to play you see I hear these mighty wizard speeches so often I have to record the number of times I hear a given line"

Meanwhile in the background the dead people of the town are beginning to rise up ,and are walking towards the forest..as well as the dead animals...mutated and ripped apart . (Hey can I brew potions and such as well please? Because ill be focusing slot on that if I can....voodoo and all)

"OH GODDAMNIT I JUST WANT TO STOP IN TOWN AND BUY SUPPLIES!!!!!!" Leon rages


(Yeah potions  can supplement any class, though raising the dead is more necromancy than sorcery, you can make a voodoo class if you want)

(Isn't the what NERCOMANCY is?)

(Yeah that's really the center peice of necromancy so I hesitate to give it to another class)

Leon points to the necromancer "I'll be right back"

(I was gonna do a subclass ,besides the type of voodoo that I normally do relies on a lot of poisons ,potion making and natural shamanism )

The zombies suddenly begin digging jokes ,exactly their particular sizes and widths...like a grave. "Good good its working"

(Sub class of necromancer right?)

Leon goes to check it out, the spirit having burned the entire attacking hoard vanishes

(Voodoo subclass would be a rogue mixed with a necromancer ,by with a knack for potions and poisons ,not like archery or anything)

"Alright now lets see if that little potion worked " A power seeps into the newly dead oak trees ,all the way into their roots. It connects linking from each dead tree and filling the ground with necromantic power ,the user's eyes begin to mist over ,his green eyes rolling back as he connects his magic to the land itself ....he breaths shakily ,using the buried zombies as conduits of sorts to cement the magic in the ground...good...it worked.

Leon walks over "hey budy if I could just buy some supplies from the last survivors in town without any more crazy necromancer shit I'd appreciate that just give me like 20 minutes tops"

"Oh sure go on I wont stop you ,don't mind me "He says politely with a respectful nod.

"Thank you" leon says and walks into the inn

"Have a nice night....I'll jus continue my plan to take over the world and all" he says in a friendly manner.

Leon looks up "wait does the world include my house... I worked hard for that house"