Immortal-Len

Glenn smiled as he walked the old path, moonlight shining through the dead trees creating beautiful shadows. He was on his way to a graveyard, why? Because his most recent client wanted all the bones and bodies gone, a common assignment for a freelance necromancer. They probably want the land to build housing or something, it wasn't his job to think about that. Some may wonder why they don't dig up the old bone yard themselves for free, well, it is not unusual for graves to have traps or curses hidden within in them, so they hire individuals like our elf friend here to take care of it. Glenn was relatively short for an elf at 5”5 but h

The prom was winding down, couples were migrating to the dance floor as the song stated to play. “How did we become prom king and queen when almost no one knew we were coming?” Glenn said with sigh as they slow danced, his hand resting at her hips as she put her arms around him. “That's what a good entrance can do.” Emma said with a slight smirk. She had decided at the beginning to just let loose and not hold back any emotions, and so far it had been quite enjoyable. Playfulness, pride, even a little joy, it felt good to indulge in all those old feelings again without trying to repress them. While it wasn’t th

Glenn slowly opened his eyes to the bright torches that illuminated the cave. After a long yawn he looked down at the huge hoard of treasure he had accumulated over the many years, his huge black scaly body laying on top of the collection of books, anime, video games, manga, and figures. It all started almost a century ago when he and Emma started robbing places for fun, but they just didn't stop, soon all Glenn could think about was getting more and more and before he knew it his greed had transformed him into a dragon. Honestly it didn't really bother the former elf, he knew enough magic so he could change his size, which was very importa

You sure about this?” Emma ask with her usual dean pan expression, but this time there was a hint of concern. She wore a tan jacket over her shoulders. “No I'm not, in fact I think this is a very stupid idea, but we don't have much of a choice at this point.” The elf said with a sigh as he put the last item into a wooden box. His flannel shirt sticking out a bit as he set the box down in a shallow hold and covered it back up with dirt. The two stood in the middle of a crossroads, and they were expecting someone. A couple minuets past with only the sound of frogs and cricketers to break the silence. “Do you think the

Dear reader, I congratulate you on finding such a rare tome. This subject is not one that can't be talked about openly, at least not easily. In our world it is hard for good honest necromancers who want nothing more than to live their life without horrifying experiments or aspirations of world domination. But that is what the general public thinks of you. This book will help anyone who wants to practice necromancy in a civilized manner. You will  find tips on how to wield your craft without being a barbarian as well as plenty of suggestions on how to deal with a world that distrusts those that raise the dead. No matter how you choose to

“Come onnnnnnnnn, we're all going to the movies! Don't go home a sulk!” Allie begged as she tried to grab onto Glenn's hoodie, the elf dodging every attempt. “No way, they last movie you dragged me to had freaking sparkling vampires!” “But they were so pretty!” Allied replied, both parties unyielding as the rest of the gang just stood and watched the two. Nick silently glared at Glenn, Emma just watched with her usual dull expression, Jade and Liz exchanged a glances. They knew this took take a while if no one ended it soon. “Hey Glenn, it has elves in it!” Liz called out, causing him to paus

Glenn couldn't put down the black tome. It was surprising how simple necromancy was, or at least getting started. He had thought that this dark art required selling your soul, or tormenting other people, but no, it just required you to infuse a very small portion of your soul and magic force into the corpse or bone, then it would do whatever you want until destroyed or you're finished, then you would get your soul fragment back. Elves were naturally gifted in magic, however some tribes shunned it, they thought that magic could never be a substitute for hard work, the sword, and bow. As you can guess, the Underwood tribe was one of said commu

The next morning things were quiet, that is until the elf started to hear footsteps, but it didn't sound like the Owler, these were far too heavy. Soon the being in question came into view, it was a very tall gray being, it wore no clothes nor did it have a face. It had the body of a humanoid, but absolutely no features to speak of. Frankly, Glenn did not take this well. He wanted to scream and call out for help but two things stopped him, one... the bandage was still covering his mouth, and two... it hurt like Quirvin to move his jaw even a little. Slowly the gray creature approached, something unseen in his hands. Glenn just stared at it wi

The Owler quietly walked through the forest, scanning the ground. It had been a while since he had to go this deep into the forest, not that he minded. The forest floor was teeming with weeds, herbs, and flowers, just not the ones he needed. His eyes went from item to item, crossing each from the mental list.  Let's see, wolf's bane, no. paraku, no. Elven boy, no. rosema... wait... Maximus's thoughts were broken as his head swiveled back to the body. Cautiously he approached the boy, first making sure no one else was around. As the face came into view the owler's eyes grew wide. “Oh, my!” He muttered aloud. The young elf was