>>5438649>DOUBLE TWENTY“What you face is no necromancer.”
The voice speaks the True Speech. It comes from no one around you—no living being—but in the sound of shifting ash and done-dust across ancient, foot-worn stone.
“I saw what you saw,” speaks Death, in a voice without speech. “What they saw. I see what you all see… Here, now, in THIS… MY temple.”
“Then what is it?” you ask hurriedly, drawing the confused eyes of the elves who can bring themselves to look away from the incoming assault.
“A mortal,” Death speaks enigmatically. “Just another mortal… Doomed to die.”
What do you do?
>Stand with your elves, together as one, fighting defensively to hold this place [+Mother of Dragons]>Turn your shoggoth-sword to a full-sized greatsword, and wield your spells and weapons, to dismantle the spellcraft around you [+Baleful Beholder]>Assume <Dragonshape III>, to become a one-lizardman army, wading into the fray to demonstrate your ultimate might [+Serpent Ascendant]>Draw and reveal the Sword of Endymion, the moon-blade, and use a channeled <Moonbeam> to cut through these hordes [++elven respect, ++elven controversy]>Give a part of yourself to Death evermore, in exchange for a great, new power [???, +Death, +CONSEQUENCES, + BENEFITS]>Write-in 