Dave appeared in the Dead Realm, he went straight ahead toward his territory and began checking up on the rest of his Boyz.
The first one to meet Dave was Bud, the ghoul, and surprisingly, the gigantic massive hulking Ghoul was replaced by a leaner, quite resembling to a Samael type of ghoul. A pale gray human-looking ghoul, yet still he was on the larger size, a couple of heads taller than Dave.
“Lord, welcome back. How fares your advent on the lords of the storm?”
Dave was surprised by the high eloquence of Bud, when he first met him, it was nothing but grunts and growls. And with each and every upgrade, the ghoul was able to gain more sentience and more knowledge and was now able to speak even more proper than Dave.
“It went well, the lords of the storm will not cause any trouble from now on, where are the rest?”
“Here and all at your service,” spoke Spark.
Dave turned to see an elven looking wizard, though pale as a vampire, he was quite ‘beautiful’ that it made Dave question if the pyromancer was truly a man. Spark’s red robes gained a crimson sheen, and they were adorned with gold and rubies. His posture became stouter and he was standing ever so proud in the company of the rest of the undead.
Then came Dog, the Dullahan. This one was the one to change the least. His armor gained a brighter, cleaner appearance, his face, always tucked under his armpit, for some reason became hidden in shadows instead of showing old desiccated bones and facial structure.
His infamous bone whip became metallic, perhaps Andre was responsible for the upgrade. The pointed mace at the end became sharper, and the spike even more brutal-looking. If the old bone whip’s purpose was to crush, this one was made to maim, crush and kill foes.
Dog’s own basilisk was nearby, only he was fully armored up, from head to tail. A long black armored back armor spread along the lizard’s pointed bones. To protect it from any attacks. Added to it were hard leather and soft metallic armor to protect his belly. And for each of his six knees, he had protective gear. Finally, for the headpiece, he had an armored horned helmet to increase the basilisk’s ferocity while preserving and increasing his ability to defend itself and sustain more damage in a battle.
Dave was so in aw of the armor that he immediately asked one of the lesser tier undead to hurry up and get Grumpy one, and if possible, eve Onixya should have one as well.
The answer came almost immediately, delivered to the same undead that Dave sent by Andre.
“If you wish more of those armors made, I will be needing more Oprenieum. Can you obtain some for me?”
Dave rubbed his beard, “I suppose it should be the best time to get this done and over with. Boyz, we’ll be heading to the Chaos Dungeon.” The undead accompanying Dave all shouted at once, it was once again time for another battle.
Dave picked up the in-game phone and made a group call.
Mercy, TNT, Blaster, Lone Arrow, Tess, Demeri. He called all eight of his official party members.
The lot of them were online and they all answered the call, only Lone began shouting and grunting, “You got all that fun on your own, and now you’re here to gloat? Right!”
“Sorry babe, it was all too sudden, Raijin and Fujin were really hard to deal with anyway. Still I’m here to make it up to you all.” Dave said.
“How?” Ralph asked, “You’ve been grinding EXP solo and leveling up like crazy you left every player in the dust, are you sure we’re worthy the company of the oh so great mr, skeletal?”
“C’mon man, you know me, if I had an opportunity where I could have asked for your help I would, and heck even Zoe knows how strong those two are…”
“Whatever, now what did you say you wanted us to do?” Zoe said.
“I have a dungeon boss to beat, pretty nasty, pretty high level, and really, really strong,” Dave said.
“Oh, interesting, where do you want us to meet?��� Flanker asked.
“It’s in the second raid zone, in the blood diamond mine. But you’ll need to do something for me first, Who knows a good alchemist?”
“I do, one of my guild members is the game’s top alchemist,” Mercy said.
“Good, where are you right now?” Dave asked
“I’m at the northern Kingdom Auction house,”
“Alright, stay there, I’ll come over, the rest of you guys, go to the Underworld, Bud will be there waiting for you. Once I’m done I’ll come over and we can start the dungeon.”
“Right then, hurry up.” Zoe said and hung up, the rest of the players invited each other to a party alongside Dave and headed all to the second Raid Zone.
“Bud, you’ll meet my friends in the raid zone, get them to the blood mines, and have every Doom Knight stationed and ready for battle.”
“Just the Doom Knights, Lord?” Dog asked.
“Yeah, the Dogaron is pretty nasty and Death Knights will be helpless against him, and even with a hundred Doom Knight I still think it’s pretty tough to beat.”
“But lord you have defeated two gods on your own, that is a feat that not many can replicate, why must you fear such a puny lizard.”
“In case you forgot, that puny Lizard is stronger than Rajin and Fujin, even if he was not a deity, he is quick, powerful and he has the home field advantage.”
“I fail to understand,” The ghoul stated.
“Don’t worry, trust me and you’ll see for yourself why we’ll be needing all the Doom Knights.”
“Tengu,” Dave turned to the floating Heavenly Dog.
“Yes, lord,” the tengu nodded.
“Take this little guy to the sea, and tell Krarky to feed him well, he had done so well he deserves a feast.”
“As you command, but lord,” the tengu said.
“Yes?”
“The Kraken and the stationed undead are still in combat with the Chosen Stalwart.”
“Damn, I totally forgot about that, that battle is still ongoing… Alright, then hand him over to the fishermen at the Undead Frontier. As for the Chosen Undead, order forty regiments of my Death Knights to help battle the Chosen Stalwart. It should accelerate the battle time.”
“As you command, Lord.” The tengu said.
“Once you’re done, come meet us at the Blood Diamond mining area. Everyone, you’re dismissed!” Dave called and every undead went to carry his order.
Dave teleported to the Northern Region.
An undead, with an unholy, mighty, and pervasive aura walked the streets of the Northern Capital.
Dave had opted to keep his shield and sword in his inventory, and as he walked, his black golden armor reflected an eerie light upon anyone that gazed into it. The skull designs looked like restless souls trying to leave the armor yet failed miserably.
The shadow cape moved to the nonexistent wind, and combined with the war crown he wore on his head, it felt like royalty moving down the street. No, Kis’Shtiengbrah was royalty. Proven so by the shocking appearance of a group of paladins and an NPC priest that has been summoned to banish a ‘rogue’ undead that appeared out of nowhere.
Yet the NPCs, in aw and utter, forced, tyrannical compliance from Dave’s mighty armor effects, were forced to kneel down. Even undead, such royalty demanded respect just by existing, even if they were the enemy of the sacred faith. The priests couldn’t help but bend the knee. If it was any other higher tier church worker, a bishop, a cardinal, or perhaps a pontiff, they could have resisted the urge to kneel to a mild degree.
They would have at most bowed or gave way. This of course was only due to them not being in an aggravated hostile scenario, and Kis’Shtiengbrah was not acting hostile. Once the first signs of hostility show, nobility and royalty will serve no barricade against the retaliation of the church, or even a puny small church priest as the one kneeling to the Kis’Shtiengbrah, God wrestler, Dragonslayer, Grand Artisan of War, the King of the East, Prince of the Undead.
With titles such as these, one not only commands respect, he is owed respect! Thus, Dave walked through the streets of the northern capital as if he owned them, a king and a prince, unguarded, and not needing of such. for what man would need protection if he could fight gods bare handed?
Players gawked at Dave with awe, they had all seen the battle that occurred just a while ago. They had all seen the battle that currently ranked as the most exciting, exhilarating, and blood pumping battle Conquest had ever witnessed.
Awe soon turns to respect as players moved out of the way leaving him to march to his destination unperturbed.
“Great job Skelly!” a player shouted.
“Yeah, that was some epic battle!” another added.
“Please have my babies!” another shouted.
Dave nodded to all the players, even the one who spoke the last sentence, who was a guy…
Soon Dave arrived at the auction house where Mercy was waiting with a smaller young man. He was a dwarf with a long beard and heavy thick muscles. The guy was talking to Mercy and once they both noticed the rapid decline of the speakers in the auction house they turned to see the reason for it.
Dave’s presence made everyone stop what they were doing.
“Mercy, is he the one?” Dave asked.
“Yes.”
“Good,” Dave grinned and moved toward the dwarf, the small guy, not even willing took a step back when Dave towered over him with his evil infamous draugr smile.
“Greetings,” Dave called, “So, I heard you’re an alchemist, wanna cook some potions for me?”
