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Post by Red Charge on Jan 19, 2012 14:06:54 GMT -5
Soul Snare was staring blankly ahead, as blankly as one can stare with unseeing eyes anyway. Having lost his biological sight upon death, he was granted the ability to see the world through magic. Much like all other undead creatures. Though it was akin to normal vision, it also was a part of his connection to the Necro-Lord, and thus it would often be guided to specific tasks and objectives.
It has been long since Soul Snare was doing anything overly productive. Inspecting the puppets of the master was not an overly thrilling occupation for years of years of undeath. To an undead being whose feelings were dulled, every single rush of distant excitement was like an addicting drug. So when after so long they had finally recieved a large shipment of bodies to process, Snare jumped at the opprotunity.
The ex-earth pony was sitting across from one of the surface crawlers, another ex-earth pony. It was odd, as living they were best of friends, as undead, they would barely consider themselves acquaintances.
"We have some interesting new arrivals," said Grave Rot, causing Soul Snare to tilt his pale face in curiosity. "We have an Earth Pony, seemed to have messed with the wrong dragon." A malicious grin spread across the death charger's face at that, ah yes, the one thing all undead shared - an unnatural hatred towards the living. The living had to suffer, the living had to die, be free of the illusion of life and their pathetic existances.
"Apparently he kept her quite a while before he killed her, brings you back to the Dragon Wars, don't it?" Soul Snare nodded with a malicious grin of his own, yes the Dragon Wars were a good time to be a Death Charger, whole fields of bodies ready for the picking. "Managed to capture her before her soul went away, sent her to the Lord Reaper." He continued on.
"Other than that we have another one, some strange prosthetics on that one, I sent her straight to Invictus, seems that death suits her. We also have a few more, nothing too interesting, seems like a few ponies were having a clandestine rendezvous in the forest. Ignis found them leering above a unicorn's corpse. Apparently they killed her for some reason or other, seems she was some bigshot up in the capital. Fed them all to the Master. However, we also have some fresh meat, souls right on the body, as it were."
Soul Snare was intrigued, he stared pointedly at Grave Rot as the latter continued, "So we're bringing them to you for processing. Of course they'll be nameless until they rank up. Either way, they're yours to command until they do." At that, the surface crawler left, leaving the list of the new arrivals with Soul Snare.
Of course, Soul Snare was not even close to the Necropolis, no, the new arrivals would have to prove themselves to be able to get into the Necropolis proper. He was in the Shrouded Grotto, a part of the large cavern system connected to the Necropolis, and closest to the edge of the forest. There was no time to waste, he would have to inspect these new Death Chargers post haste if he was to please the Master.
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