Sniz Bio

>Be Sniz
>Just a normal pone.
>Nothing much to you.
>Except that you are a necromancer.
>Of chickens.
>You can only bring chickens back to life.
>They don't do shit.
>But they are undead.
>Can't lay eggs.
>You could make an undead chicken army.
>Everyone would be mildly confused.
>But not really.
>So.
>Onto other parts of your life.
>You work at the pone equivalent of KFC.
>No surprise.
>But one day...
>You were making your way downtown.
>Walking fast.
>Faces passed.
>Then from out of the blue, you see a magical bullet.
>It zooms into your spine.
"SHIT."
>You suddenly can't move your lower legs.
>Blood sticks to your skin as it leaves your body.
>Your skull cracks as you hit the ground.
>Screams from everyone around you enter your ears.
>From all the screams, you can pick out a voice.
>Much deeper than all the rest.
>"Welcome to the dungeon..."
>Then you pass out, possibly passing into the void.

>You awaken in a cold, damp room.
>Other pones surround you.
>"Welcome to the Dungeon, Sniz."
>...Sniz?
>You get up from the floor you were laying on.
>You attempt to summon an undead chicken.
>Nothing.
>Wait...
>What were you trying to do?
>Summon a chicken?
>Why would you do that?
>All you can do now is venture through the dungeon.
>That is your only goal.
>You are a Dungeoneer.