>>6004234"Go on, awaken him boy."
With shaking steps the young man approaches the altered corpse. The old warlord Kartal could never compare to the monster they created, in shear killing power and the fear he can now inflict. Just before laying his hand on the new lich, Harijan is siezed with awesome force; his arms rendered to pulp just before his shoulders. The boys cries of agony are swiftly drowned out by the sound of howling wind, emerging from the maw that has ripped itself open in the middle of Kartal's face. A torrent of blood, and the boys very essence, pours into Kartal. Even where it spills upon his armor, is swiftly soaked up like the thirst arid soil of the Gobi.
Kartal looks up to you, and speaks.
"I presume the ritual was a success, Necromagi Muhammed?" Comes from his throat, wetly. Hacking and wiping his mouth in the same phrase.
"Debatably, you are evidently still among us, though no longer living, and you heart has been sealed within your very soul. Our goals were accomplished, but complications have occured. As I'm sure you have noticed." Muhammed states as you regard your changed flesh and the corpse at your feet. The all consuming hunger you felt upon awaking did not offer you a question, a chance to resist or reason.
>BLOOD/BLOODNOW!This presents issues.
>How does Kartal feel about his changed state?>Regretful -"What have I done, what kind of monster am I?">Stoic -"This represents a minor obstacle, I will complete Timur's vision, no matter what.">Gladdened -"Now this is power, all that see me shall know fear." 