The Fall of a Hero
For six days after the star fell, the dead laid siege to our town. One by one, we watched as our valiant protectors fell to the unending masses. To our horror, our fallen dead rose to join the enemy. Just when all seemed lost, the sorceress known only as "Crystal" came through our town like a whirlwind, scattering all before her. No one had ever a fighter like her; in a matter of minutes she broke the siege and laid our friends to rest.
It grieves me to write that even the mighty sorceress has fallen in battle. Her remains were brought back by the warrior of the Templar order, Kormac. His grim account is as follows:
"I met Crystal when she rescued me from the local cult; I pledged myself to her service in return, and it grieves me to admit that I failed to protect her.
We were clearing out a crypt that was infested with scavengers, nasty little monsters that are hard to pin down. I got away from her for a bit and ran into their leader: a nasty customer that had been imbued with unholy power from hell itself. He knocked me to ground, cut right through my shield, and dove for my throat; only to be knocked back by a blast of force from Crystal. It shrieked and ran off, disappearing into the darkness of the crypt, but only momentarily. As Crystal was tending to my wounds, the beast came back and conjured a prison of stone, walling us in on all sides. She tried to teleport out, but for some reason it moved her a grand total of two feet away. That wasn't the bad thing, though. Three beams of light sliced through the wall and into her, cutting into her armor. She even turned her skin into diamond, but it cut through that too. The damage was done: her midsection was a combination of charred guts fused with diamond. She ignored it, and sent her own beam of energy through that wall, disintegrating it's legs. With the last of her energy, she summoned a hydra of pure energy right over the writhing monster, which promptly tore the beast apart. It is still there, the hydra; guarding the place she died. I think it will stay there forever; perhaps she put her heart and soul into it.
