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Trough Agamaur
It was a dark, rainy night..filled with chills and dread feeling washing trough air as usual to those who entered such area. Oirval was walking slowly, travelling trough the mist and "feeding" himself on feeling of dread and chill that washed down his body. He slowly looked around the area, noticing usual number of Undead and other affected creatures by this dread feeling, corruption and evil, before an idea appeard in his head that was very unusual or was it for someone like him?.
Oirval slowly spoke to himself, quietly hoping he won't attract any of the undead or other evil creatures.
"Now that is an interesting idea..what if one could control those here, force them to serve him like ones who i won't name would do..i wonder what does make an undead or any other creature follow you blindly, follow your orders..perhaps if i could get one alive binded and experiment on him..thing's would become clear..oh..that one would do fine."
Oirval then noticed an Undead moving away from group walking randomly, doing his usual "patrol" of the cursed land. Oirval slowly approached him, light on his feet, steps silent as shadow that was filling the place. Before he spoke to undead, using black speech trying to bind it to his control, but the undead screamed in anger, his eyes observing Oirval as a prey..a victim, Charging on him like a wild animal that had no sense of what harm means, no control. Oirval noticed his mistake before turning around, light on his feet once again running away as fast as it was possible, in couple of moments he looked around noticing he lost him, taking a deep breath, sweating..obiviously it did not go as he planned..he sat down near an old tree, observing the lands shaking his head in disbelief.
"Perhaps i was wrong..it seems those here are tainted with more powerful darkness..then i tought..what foolishnes..but perhaps..Barrow Downs would be a good place to start my expiriments..at least those bone heads are not that hard to crack if you slam em..yes..so shall it be."
Oirval slowly got up, walking towards his horse, before departing towards Bree-Lands once again.

