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It's been over five years since the dead began to rise, and an overwhelming force of demonic enemies are running rampant in the streets. The population of undead are growing and constantly on the move, but can humanity survive such a deadly plague? Or is it already too late?
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"Where am I?" she asked the man as she knelt on the ground. "Where am I and is there anything I should know about these lands. Who are you exactley and why do you have spirits following you." she asked in a flurry. "I am not going to hurt you now, believe it or not its true."
....huh? Veren was shocked by the girls sudden transformation from psychopathic child to this frightened, seemingly innocent girl. "You are in Anmoury, the elven lands on the border. We are close to the plagued lands, and the host can sometimes make it's way into this area, so one must be vigilant. I'm Veren Von Trappington, a traveling wizard. These spirits follow me around because I am a beacon for lost souls, a by-product of a spell gone awry three years ago. I'm journeying to find a way to release them and send them to a peaceful afterlife." Veren spoke quickly, wondering how long this girl would remain stable. "Who are you, and why do you have no recollection of where you are?"
"I am Amaranthus Nyuu, its not that I have no recollection its that I just walked away, and so I ended up here, I just wanted to know where here is. What is this plague and what is the host? how do I know you are not the host?" she asked Verne. She wouldn't take any chances on this. One of those ghost things was floating by her now as she looked around herself at the surroundings.
"Sasha! Get back here, leave her alone!" Veren shouted to her as she was hovering around the little girl. He turned his attention back to the girl, who was asking some very odd questions. "The host are people infected by the plague, and the plague is the influence of an evil tree...thing that's trying to take over our world. " " You can tell if a person's a host or infected by the plague because they've got some kind of plants on them." "And the only way you can know I'm not a host is by my word alone."
"Risky way for you. I don't take to the words of humans well, especially if it may cost me my own life." she said to him. "i haven't been able to survive on my own by trusting those I meet. Prove your word to me and then I will 'trust your word'." she said to him in a firm, strong and commanding voice. Resiliant in a way.