Servitore Necromancy log #10

[17:47] After years of Isolating himself from society, leaving behind those who valued him and those he valued back, Servitore would walk into the dark forest with gloomy eyes, but in the dark pits of the undeads weary eyes, lied determination to carry on Stella's legacy... and fulfill her request.

The undead, as much as he tried to fight it back, had still possessed sorrow in what should be an empty heart, in fact, it WAS an empty heart. And that's what hurt him the most. He felt so empty, so meaningless.. he sat there and drifted with what life gave him. For a while, that mindset would work for him. But now, he felt nothing but emptiness as he thought of it. It saddened him, he couldn't live on with this.

Servitore needed to do something. Servitore... Needed to continue his practice in the dark art of necromancy. Perhaps that would finally take away the pain that he carried on with him. How undead could feel pain... he thought it was impossible. But no, it definitely wasn't. For Servitore's heart was aching, aching with that of guilt.

"It's time I continue, Necromancy."
(Servitore)
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[17:53] * You have been awarded 1 Roleplay Points! *
[17:58] Servitore looked around the area, his dark eyes adjusting to its surroundings. He'd recollect himself and stare off towards the trees, spotting the wild life in the area. Seeing that it was much like that of the forest near his old residence in Eidolon... he was comforted.

This was something he could work with, a surge of hope would flush his mind as he spotted a squirrel, now was his chance. Servitore lunged at it, grabbing it with a slim opening, as his hand fit around its tail. Servitore would slam it to the floor and point his finger at it, surging its veins with an overwhelming amount of mana. Frying it from the core itself. Servitore would look at the creature for a few moments, making sure that it had died in the process of it... surely enough, it was.

For the next part, Servitore needed to remember. It had been many years since he had done this. To jut start again... it was hard. But he wasn't about to let that get to him. Servitore would pull out some old notes from his bag and examine them.
(Servitore)
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[18:14] Servitore examined some of his old notes, the first page he would gaze upon was an old diagram.... below it? The initials of Alvi Slade. He took a few more moments to remember it, "Mhm... this must have been when Stella had us examining that corpse of the traitor... those were some days..." Servitore looked at it... several organs would be marked, notably the heart and liver.

"Those must have been what we were learning at that current time... the heart and the liver... I still have a basic grasp on the Anatomy of human beings... but other worldly creatures such as demons or fae's... I still have a lot to learn about them." Servitore sighed to himself and set the paper aside.

Servitore looked down at the squirrel... he thought for a moment and remembered. "That's right... at first... we have to focus our mana on its mana points..." Forlog put his finger upon the squirrels throat as he'd gotten deja vu from the point..."Yes... I remember, another mana point. This should be easier to send my own mana in." Although, Servitore forgot one thing.

And the one thing he had forgot, well it was quite major indeed. Servitore forgot that sending too much mana into the body of something will cause it to... "Gh...!"

Before Servitore could even think, the squirrel would explode blasting him back as he hit a tree, rubbing his head Servitore would lift himself... it got to him. "Dammit... rookie mistake there.."
(Servitore)
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[18:24] Servitore sat for a few moments, recollecting his own mana as it burned in his body from the sudden disruption he had had earlier with the squirrel... his body slowly healing from it. Although it would be repaired in but a few minutes, it still burned through his veins... a temporary hell inside the body.

Servitore breathed heavily and lifted himself, gazing upon the eco system of the area once again to try and spot a squirrel. After several moments of waiting, Servitore would spot a squirrel out in the opening walking upon the earthen grown, searching for its nut. In a pulse of a moment,

Servitore would grab it and ram its finger down its throat, killing it with another pulse of mana. As it went limp, Servitore would sigh and lay it on the floor, He put his hand on the creatures body and sensed if it had any pulse... none to speak of. He was sure it was dead.

Servitore hated killing the creatures, but it was for the benefit of his path... so he continued. Servitore felt the creatures throat once again, he sent another pulse of mana through it.. observing it at he did so, the blue fade would cover its veins. Servitore smiled and let it go... his hand was burning. "For now... I'll save it.."
(Servitore)
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