It was cold inside the room. Turning over he tried to keep out the fires of his nightmares and the cold of the world around him. Why was it so damn cold? He muttered to himself as he debated whether or not to get up and get another blanket. In the end he decided to get one more. As he opened his eyes, and in the dim lights it seemed as though he could see bones in his arms. Dismissing it as a lingering part of his nightmare he swung his feet over the edge of the bed. When he did so, he realized he was not in his home, but a sparsely lit tomb.
As the revalition hit, he could here someone walking down the stairs. Frightened, he searched the small room for a weapon to defend himself with. With nothing in sight, he tried to call the Light to defend him. A long time passed and nothing happened, so he raised his fists in a small act of defiance towards whatever was coming down into the tomb.
hmmm yeah thats about 5 mins of writing right there, im writing more as we speak, but truly until i can edit it more, the next 5 paragraphs ive written wont be on here for a weee bit.
i do have a name for the character, but that comes in the next paragraph. as u can guess the undead was a paladin. prolly more tomorrow if i get around to it.
I'm here to shit post and chew bubble gum, and I'm all out of gu,/