Although some Dragons are capable of taking on a humanoid form; being in that form, they retain all their abilities from their dragon form, which means that in their humanoid form they possess their racial dragon class.
But this does not happen with Ingrid, in her Dragonic form she uses her racial dragon class and in her humanoid form she changes all her levels to a character class (which cannot be changed), in the case of Ingrid in her humanoid form she She is a Necromancer.
Indeed, Ingrid is a character with two classes, but these do not affect her maximum character level, since she is not using the multi-class system.
Ingrid parted her tender lips, showing her wet, reptilian-like forked tongue. She licked her lips once in a circle. A fragrant smell came from her mouth.
Although she was a glamorous beauty and could identify as such, due to her apparent age people couldn't help but smile at the contrast. Her height was not enough, even if she wanted to reach out and hug him around her neck, she ended up looking more like she was hanging around her neck. For Zark, who was not used to women, this action felt very provocative. He wanted to step back, but in the end he decided to stay still and not move.
"And they call me my fearless ..." Nyos pronounced "... Show a little restraint ... the things you want to do are not done in public."
For the first time Ingrid reacted to this roar and looked at Nyos with a mocking expression.
"At least I have someone to do it with"
“You are very noisy dwarf; I doubt that Lord Zark will do it with you, having Kiel next to him, a flat chest like you would not have a chance "
"... What nonsense are you saying ...?!"
Ingrid's facade was ruined ... Zark couldn't help but think to himself that even in anger she looked adorable.
Ingrid having revealed her true personality, she did not possess a way of speaking as pretentiously as she made it look.
"I'm sorry Ingrid, but it's the truth," Frey answered bluntly.
"Wh-what-?"
"Yes ... Keil's Waifu level is very high" Nyos replied dismissively and nonchalantly.
"You ... unfortunate long ears ... I will make you know a fate worse than death"
A black mist was slightly spilling from Ingrid's mouth as two purple magic circles emerged from her hands, she was preparing her breath weapon along with two spells. On the other hand, Nyos team the rapier of her and prepared for the confrontation. Meanwhile, Frey took a few side steps to avoid confrontation.
"Stop!"
As Zark thought about the best way to intervene, an inhuman creature spoke in a human-like tome, totally out of place with its appearance. Before this unnatural sound the imminent confrontation was stopped. Looking for the source of the sound, not having noticed its arrival, they saw a gleaming figure, strangely shaped.
With a height of 1.9m; his head was that of a bird of prey like that of an agila, he had a figure similar to a bipedal humanoid, dangerous claws as lethal as blades emerged from his hands and feet, from his back a pair of wings emerged which were flexed; its appearance was that of a humanoid agila, but the reality was that everything that was visible was made entirely of a golden material, from head to toe (including wings) everything was made of Orichalcum, a magical metal with an appearance similar to gold.
His eyes weren't really eyes, they were sparkling diamonds that were embedded in the place occupied by the eyes.
The metallic body of it was decorated with different Egyptian-style inscriptions, along with some bangles and bracelets.
On his hip was a Shenti, a male garment shaped like a short skirt, this was fastened with a golden belt with a buckle in the shape of a death beetle.
Attached to the belt were two Khopesh; U-shaped curved bladed sabers with a convex edge, one of the Khopesh was midnight blue, while the other gleamed a brilliant silver color.
Hidden from any gaze, inside this golden metal exoskeleton, was a being made up of bandages, dry skin and ancient bones; He did not have eyes, in the place where they should be found, there were only a pair of red flames that burned with a slight intensity.
Although impossible to recognize from the outside, what was inside was a Mummy, a mythical undead from an ancient civilization; but this was not just any kind of mummy, it was a Mummy warlord, his name was lost a long time ago, erased from any record to be forgotten.
In ancient times a formidable Warrior Pharaoh, now he is only known under the name of Horus, the guardian of the crypt and custodian of the catacombs of Damenburg Castle.
"Your little game of him has gone too far ..." Horus declared flatly.
"This little girl is deliberately provoking me ..."
"Hey, that's not true, I just ..."
Nyos and Ingrid stared at each other with intense, panicky glances.
Zark finally regained his composure and used a deliberately low tone of voice to give his warning “… .Ingrid, Nyos. Stop fighting immediately. "
Surprisingly they trembled, but they nodded their heads
"I am sorry!"
Zark nodded without much haste accepting his apology, then continued "You came, Horus."
"Upon receiving orders from Lord Zark, of course he would come immediately." As he spoke, Horus's facial expression did not change, this was obvious, what simulated his face was actually the helmet of his exoskeleton that served as skin.
Although his appearance did not show it, Horus belonged to the Warlord class. If Zark's generals were ranked by his use of weapons and command ability, it could be said that he would be among the best.
"Did my call interrupt any activity?" Zark asked politely, it would be unfortunate if his unexpected reunion provoked some form of disgust.
"Not really, I was just checking the current state of the troops in the catacombs."
"Excuse me for interrupting, thanks for doing a good job."
"I appreciate it, his words motivate me to continue my work" at that moment, Horus's gaze changes position and goes towards the entrance of the amphitheater "It seems that Andru and Keil have arrived"
"Did my call interrupt any activity?" Zark asked politely, it would be unfortunate if his unexpected reunion provoked some form of disgust. "Not really, I was just checking the current state of the troops in the catacombs." "Excuse me for interrupting, thanks for doing a good job." "I appreciate it, his words motivate me to continue my work" at that moment, Horus' gaze changes position and he goes towards the entrance of the amphitheater "It seems that Andru and Keil have arrived" Following Horus's gaze towards the entrance to the amphitheater, one could see two shadows approaching. Walking in front was Keil, followed by someone who looked like an assistant. Reaching some distance, Keil smiled and bowed deeply to Zark. The man also bowed gracefully "I made everyone wait, I'm sorry." About six feet tall, with white skin which suggested minimal exposure to the sun, Anglo-Saxon features and well-groomed purple hair. His eyes denoted his i
It seemed that no other general would attempt to deny Keil's answer. She truly was worthy of being the King hand. Faced with the seriousness of the generals, Zark's throat went dry and he suddenly had a choking sensation. It was the pressure of being a leader, a physical sensation that firmly compressed his body. His orders would affect the future, so he was a little doubtful about what he should do. Damenburg Castle could be left in ruins because of his decisions ... his mind was filled with unease."... My Lord, feeling doubt is fine, since compared to you, our power is negligible."Keil stopped smiling and spoke with a respectful and admiring expression.“... But as long as you, Lord Zark command, no matter how difficult the task, I ... no, all generals will comply, even if it means destroying ourselves. We swear eternal loyalty to the lord of the castle. ""We swear it!"Following Keil's voice, the other generals echoed in unison. All of
In the center of the Damenburg castle was an imposing tower that protruded from the main building, being the highest structure of the castle, it stood out from the other four towers.This was the tower of the Lord, given its strategic location, in case of siege it was the place where the King (along with his family) had to take shelter.Anyone might think that the final boss battle should take place in the throne room, but strategically it doesn't make sense.For this reason, in the event of an attack, Zark would find himself in his chambers located in the tower of the lord, in which was a secondary throne room, which although it was relatively smaller, did not mean that it was less majestic.For any intruder to reach this peak, he had to collect some special objects that functioned as keys, each of these objects were protected by each of the generals.On the other hand, any intruder who came to the main throne room would find an unpleasant surpris
From head to toe, Keil's entire body was outfitted in plate armor with a platinum-like appearance, each section of the armor being exquisitely crafted to avoid restriction of movement by placing fully articulated armor sections in the necessary places.The edges of the plates had a brilliant crimson color highlighting each plate of the armor, along with this detail, beautiful designs of undulating lines were engraved on each plate that ran through the entire armor.Above his head was a heavy closed wasteland with visor and chin (section of armor that protects the mouth and chin) reminiscent of the one used by knights during the early 15th century, the wasteland visor was completely smooth, only having the eye holes.On his hips was a belt from which hung two long swords, both were to the left of him and although their edges could not be seen due to their respective sheaths, their hilts were beautifully designed.The first had a white Mikarta handle (a mat
Located on the south side of the valley is the entrance to the mine.In front of the entrance there are a series of cabins as well as a building a little larger than the rest, all these structures were made of wood and the wear and the passage of time was noticeable.The building that stood out was the communal hall, which was in the center of the small settlement.After a long and difficult day in the mine, in the afternoon the workers gathered in the communal hall to sing, drink, exchange stories and generally have a good time in a humble way.In total there were 8 workers at the Gelhorn mine.The mine was linked to the town of Gelhorn, a small human settlement located in a small valley in the gloomy mountains, south of the Duchy of Riverland.The town of Gelhorn, being a border town founded by pioneer peasants, does not have a local noble lord, but is considered under the jurisdiction of the Duke of Riverland who in turn designates a mayo
"Are you ... a cleric ...?" asked nervously one of the three miners who had not lost consciousness of him."Or maybe a priest?" another miner continued."Or maybe ..." the last miner started "a magician?"Before Zark delivered an answer, he looked around him, since he was rectifying that his spell had healed the fallen miners.Watching the other miners slowly get up, he realized that they were the same or even more confused than the three miners who remained standing.In his mind, he wanted to respond by saying "I am Zark and I am a Warlock" but decided against it, as DM recalled that in the worlds of magic and fantasy Warlocks do not have a pleasant reputation, since they are generally viewed in an unfavorable light.For that reason he decided not to, instead he looked at the miners and replied "They are only a humble Spellcaster" that answer was not completely true but it was not an absolute lie, since he decided to hide what type of Spell
After a short period of walking, the group saw what looks like a farm, it was made up of two buildings.The first looked like a barn made of old weathered wood, while the second looked like a large family house which was in an equally precarious state as the barn.At the bottom, approximately 100 meters away, was a river whose water flowed slowly; On one of the banks of the river was an old dilapidated structure made of wood, which somehow resembled an old and dilapidated port.As Zark watched the growing wheat fields, he felt something on his back move uncomfortably.Turning his head, he found that Ingrid, who was on his back, was moving.Noticing her gaze, Ingrid said "Please put me down""Are you sure?" Zark asked questioningly in his deep voice, although he seemed kind of perverted, there was actually no malice in his actions.With her face flushed, Ingrid looked in another direction so as not to make direct contact with Zark's ey
The Wern Family listen carefully to the story about the undead who attacked the mine.Given the silence of the environment, it was easy to hear the throats gulping with concern."That's terrible" Emrich said with an anguished and gloomy expression "But if we go to Gelhofen, what will happen to the farm?""Ingrid, explain to them" were Zark's only words, as she was the expert in Necromancy, she would surely be able to give a convincing answer."Yes," she said after taking a spoonful of tasteless oatmeal, "if the undead are not being commanded directly, chances are high they will simply ignore the farm.""How are you sure?" asked Hugo, Emrich's brother "the church has told us that the undead are creatures without minds"Before answering, Ingrid took a new spoonful of the disgusting oatmeal “although your reasoning is valid for the simple undead like Zombies and Skeletons; beings like the Lich, the vampires and the mummies are something t