The Zomb
Tampin Tepes (language that some might find naughty)
‘Ah, a gleaming paragon of a noble knight you are sir…’ cooed Heinrich.
‘Wish thee join my band of merry pilgrim crusaders?’ nothing.
‘I see – a vow of silence…how noble, how pure, your piety lifts the troops to the heavens themselves!!’
Tepes twirled his moustache in gauntleted fingers and frowned ‘Whose zombie is this?’ eyes never leaving Heinrich. No answer.
‘Which one of you shitromancers raised this bloody zombie?’
‘Shitromancers…nice one’ the nearest necromancer rolled his eyes.
‘That looks like one of Stevens’ the Shi…Necromancer said before nonchalantly wandering off.
Tepes cupped his fang filled maw ‘Steve!’ nothing…
‘Steve!’ still nothing…
‘Steeeeeeeven!!!’. Tepes scowled and cocked his head, as Steven risked a glance over from across the fen.
‘I see you notice me Steven! You need to teach your maggot puppets about personal space!’
‘Pardon Steven? “Tampin Tepes” – what does that even mean?’
‘Oh, real mature Steven, that’s highly insensitive!’
‘Shitromancer is a term of endearment, you c***!!’
‘Still endearment Steven…’
‘Cool Sword…I mean, I went with a more low key rust effect…instead of the" fuelled by souls" thing...'
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