Into The Lair Of The Necromancer by Daz1971
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Description
At Kiana's instruction, Mordimus selects one orc and one troll and motions for them to follow him. Reluctantly, they make their way through the cavernous mouth of the Necromancer's tower. The air inside is cold and stagnant, choked with the rancid stench of death. Icy tendrils of green mist claw at them. Dark shapes seem to beckon from every corner, barely discernible in the strange muted light that pulses and shifts to avoid the viewer's gaze.
They find another massive staircase, this one leading down into the murky depths of the massive tower. They begin their cautious descent, careful not to trip on any of the bones and small stones that litter the roughly hewn stairs.
Finally they arrive at the foot of the staircase. The mist is thick down here, the reek of decay almost unbearable. Bones crack and crumble beneath their feet. Fear seeps into their hearts. They stop walking, staring intently into the darkness, trying desperately to make sense of the black shadows that stagger and sway at the very edge of their field of vision.
The air is still, the chamber completely silent. Mordimus clears his throat. "H-hello?"
The word vanishes into the vastness of the chamber, no echo rushing back to meet it. Mordimus prepares to shout again, but stops as he suddenly realises there was indeed an answer to his call. From deep inside the blackness comes a faint but urgent tapping.
The three huddle closer together, straining to see anything in the already dim and fading light of the orc's torch. Suddenly Mordimus identifies the source of the tapping: footsteps beating rapidly against stone, coming toward them at a breakneck speed.
"Oh no," Mordimus murmurs. He feels his heart pounding in his chest. His hands begin to tremble. Beside him, the troll's spirit breaks. The giant creature takes a terrified step backward, then breaks into a panicked, lumbering run.
It barely makes two full strides before the owner of the footsteps is upon it. A hand reaches out of the darkness and brushes against the troll's ankle.
The troll crashes to the floor.
Quite dead.
Credits:
Orc by GhostOfMacbeth
MCFS Textures by GhostOfMacbeth
MCFS from DAZ
Freak from DAZ
Freak Morphs and Textures from DAZ
Gothic Armour and Textures from RDNA
Staircase by me
Bones by Andi3d
Torch by ?
Posed in Poser
Rendered in Vue
Comments (6)
Othosmops
Huh wow... outstanding!
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outstanding work and the characters are awesome!!!V
Richardphotos
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visualgirl
Outstanding piece of work! Excellent scene set up and details!!!
DennisReed
One of your very best illustrations - it appears you have made another magnificent quantum jump in your artwork! Bravo! BTW, I continue to enjoy your most intriguing saga!
Rynn
gulp scary story. Great work on the scene also.