Role

Chapter 1

I sought the undead cleric in Arboria, with no answer. I did get a response
from another, the Muse. Once again the Muse has left me wondering, unsure of
myself.I went in hopes to convince the Cleric to aid me in the Elixir,
instead I walked away unsure of my future. I know I can not continue with
flesh, the curse is always if I am correct a step closer. The Muse said she
could rouse the cleric to hear my pleas, yet before that she said I would die
of age trying. I was left unsure of my future. The Muses loyal subject the
Emperor, would he really fear me, remove me from his Empire because of what I
become. Is it true that the Patrons of the Empire care little of my future?
Surely both parties know I am loyal and that my power will only aid the
Empire. The Muse spoke the word mummy. Something many have asked. I know of
this choice, but why would I seek to settle for that. I must become undead in
the Form of a Lich, for it is true power. The Muse said to come to her when I
was ready, I will do this, I will see what the Muse offers, deal with the
Muse, and what I must offer for it. For this may be the only way to beat my
curse