《Drakon the Necrolord》Chapter 3 - Race and class
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Floating in an all-white space I heard Dave in my head.
“A half-elf, I always thought she was just an old woman?”
“Yes, sir I want to find out more about myself,” I replied eagerly.
“Rare? You mean there aren't that many of my race left or?”
“How is that possible? Vampires are undead and don't have children they, reproduce, by infecting others with their curse.” I was a bit taken back by being half undead.
“But..” I started to ask.
“You said there are two others like me? Where are they?” I asked being eager to maybe find more of my kind.
“So you are saying my life is in danger if people find out?” Nobody likes the idea of vampires hunting you.
“Radiation damage? I never had any pain going out in the sun, not even a sunburn which was strange as a was very light-skinned until about a year ago, then I started to get darker and darker till I was this dark grey that you see now.”
“Ah yes, I'm guessing that being a revenant, it will also have a huge impact on my class?”
“I'm intrigued what type of class would warrant that.”
“Are there different types of lord class then?”
“So what kind of abilities will I get a Necrolord?”
I nodded
“So for instance if my buddy Grim doesn't get a class that lets him command or summon troops I could have him command some of mine for me?”
“Makes sense”
“Paths, what are those.”
“Is that it or is there more that I need to know before we get this show on the road?”
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