Necron: The Legend Of Rezar DeathWind

Rezar was absolutely annoyed by what he was seeing, how hard could it be to make a door, this was ugliest piece of shit door he has ever had the pleasure of seeing. It was completely misshapen and crooked; it looked like something an ogre living in a swamp would use to protect its house.

Much as he hated it Rezar knew it was just this ugly because he didn't have a craft class that had to deal with carpentry. If he had to stack wooden beams against walls, tunnels and caves to prevent a collapse, then that would have been done perfectly, after all that was a part of mining. But anything other than that and the final look would be extremely horrendous.

So the door was a bust, the earth worm pen on the other hand was absolutely okay....at least by his cave man standards. It was large enough to hold a 150 of those worms, though in the end it was just a jumbled mess of entwined worms, it was like looking at an extremely large ball of thread or yarn, it was quite creepy. Which person in his or right mind would rear worms like common farm animals.

Rezar didn't know, but he was pretty sure he was not in his right mind, either way the door was a bit too early if he had to be honest. The walls weren't completely up and he was just trying to while away time while Screet went to run reconnaissance and look for another bunch of cavern moles for him to slaughter and bring back to life to slave for him. As they say, speak of the devil and he shall appear.

• Infant mole-man [lvl 1] Undead(Zombie Elite)+

• Name: Screet

• Magic: 10/10

• Exp: 13/35

• Skills: [Rapid Digger lvl 3] [Claw Slash lvl 9] [Night Vision lvl 4] [Treasure Sense lvl 7][Dark Tremor lvl1][Infection carrier lvl1][Black Magic mastery lvl 1]

• Time left until de-animation: nil

He didn't exactly look like a man; he was basically just an anthromorphic looking mole with rather long claws. Screet was still an infant, but he was pudgy, like some fat ugly baby. His arms were quite beefy; or rather it would be quite unfair for Rezar to call it a pudgy baby, Screet was more like a muscular man child. He was paler than what you'd expect from a mole, which was just enough to prove its status as something that wasn't really alive anymore.

Communication was still quite difficult for them, and that could mostly be attributed to the fact that Screet was still a low level undead creature, even if he was an elite zombie and could exist indefinitely, he wasn't smart enough to think for himself. All Rezar could do was give the mole man specific but simple orders for him to follow, with enough time, patience and some leveling up, he knew Screet would become smarter.

Rezar looked at the mole man, definitely Screet would be unable to tell him much about what and where he had found the moles, or if he found any, so all he could do was let the mole lead him to his discovery. Rezar went back into his cave and picked up the armor he had been given.

It was just simple leather armor, and obviously it has seen better days, but he didn't have much of a choice. He reluctantly picked up the chipped long sword he was given, as a sub weapon whilst, carry his spear\harpoon as his main weapon. He went outside and gave an order to Screet that was quite simple.

"Show me what you found Screet."

The tiny mole man scampered into the darkness his claws scratching across the ground. Rezar followed with a focused gaze, the was the first time he was moving away from the area had designated as safe within the cavern, so the idea of being careful could not be stressed enough. Their home was on the east side of the entrance, and the area he had been mining was just a few meters west from the entrance. What he hadn't noticed at the time was that about ten meters away, there was tunnel about five foot tall, hidden into a small alcove that he had been unable to notice previously.

But seeing how Screet had ducked into the tunnel, it sort of explained a few things to Rezar. They had noticed him and had followed him back and then proceeded to try and eat his face...or something like that. Rezar ducked and followed after Screet, he was just a bit under 5 feet 6, so he had to bend down a bit to prevent his head from hitting the roof of the tunnel. Though Rezar was hoping that the tunnel was not as big as this; in all honesty, it would be incredibly hard to fight, within the confines of this tunnel.

But his worries were a bit unfounded as just under a few moments, the ten meter long tunnel came to a stop and opened up into a miniature version of the cavern. The room alone was as wide as basket ball court, and there were tiny caves all over the wall, to the Rezar this seemed like the inside of a bee hive, or a honey comb. But either way their arrival was not unnoticed.

Just after they arrived Screet had turned to face his master, 'as if to say mission accomplished, so what next?' obviously what came next was the kicking of ass, but Rezar was wondering he was not a bit rushed in his decision to come hunt in the cavern moles nest.

Hundreds of beady black eyes stared at him, this was a lot more nerve wracking than the first time he met these moles. He was nervous, but once again the absence of fear enabled him to stand his ground as he looked around and tried to figure out a course of action.

He could slowly back off and run away, but the tunnel was just too narrow and too short, it was a very tight fit for him, but not for the moles as they had no qualms about swarming him and ripping his flesh from his bones. Which meant he had no other choice but to go on with this fight, but he wasn't exactly alone, he had Screet who had evolved from these moles, he was stronger, faster, and even had magic now, but they were still outnumbered.

Rezar notice a large cave about two meters above the ground, there was a single massive cavern mole in it staring intensely. The cave mouth alone was over five meter high, showing just how large it was and it was pretty much isolated from the other caves by at least a few meters. There was probably a hierarchy between the moles and this guy must be one of the big bosses as Rezar noticed a few other caves of similar size.

Well if he was going to die here today, then he had to make an impression, and what could be better than going after one of the big bosses. Plus that mole was the size of an adolescent lion, if he should be successful in taking it down and raising it back up, he should be able to put up a fight. All he needed was a single moment of opportunity like NOW!!

Rezar threw the harpoon in his hands straight at the cavern mole, quite frankly it was an unexpected move, and even though there wasn't much power behind the throw, it was still strong enough to dig into the right shoulder of the mole, eliciting a pained screech that shocked all of the other moles and pushed them into action. However Rezar was already on the move with Screet held under his arms.

One of the moles rushed towards him. But Rezar jumped high, placed one foot against the cave wall and pushed of it just as another mole jumped and smacked against the wall. Rezar got into the cave with the cavern mole he had just attacked, but before he could gather himself, the injured mole rushed towards him with its jaws open wide and claws outstretched. It seemed as if death had came calling.