| Regeneration : |
2 |
| Energetic immunity : |
0 |
| Trade sense : |
0 |
| Briskness : |
7 |
| Initiative : |
3 |
| Defence : |
5 |
| Attack : |
15 |
| Power : |
10 |
| Luck : |
0 |
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= 27 |
| Darkness Principle |
= 24 |
| Time Principle |
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N'Doki is a Character from The "December Novels" written by "DarkIcon"
I liked him so much i thought i'd bring him to MD
Here's a snippet or 2 of his stuff if you like go give his site some traffic Go on Go Now!! _____________________________________________________________________________
Flash back ______________________________________________________________________________
Nine men burst into the necromancer's chamber... a large area that reeked of scented candles, incense, and death. The necromancer himself was in the center of the room, floating about three feet off of the ground in an upright stance. His body was a skeletal remnant of a man, with brown, leathery skin hanging off of him like a set of cheap rags. Each of his bony fingers was tipped with a single black talon about an inch long. His head was bald, and his smiling face was split by two rows of pearly-white teeth... all filed down into sharp points.
N'Doki was on some kind of ceremonial Path of Power, which required him to make regular trips to the underworld. He made his voyages the same way that everyone else did... he died.
Each time he died and came back, N'Doki's magical abilities were increased, but an equal portion of his humanity was taken from him in exchange. N'Doki had died many, many times.
His voice like small rough stones being slowly ground together. he speaks
"Ahhh... dey haf finally arrived!" he said with a chuckle.
"And dey bring MUCH magic wit dem! Dat iz good... N'Doki like de challenge!" ______________________________________________________________________________ Flash forward ______________________________________________________________________________ [Herrik & Jern]
Two men stepped onto the docks and walked along the row of
boats. Despite the lengthening shadows of sunset, Jern the fisherman
was leading his friend Herrik out to the small boat at the end of the
dock. It looked as if they were going on a trip... except neither of
them were carrying any supplies.
"...so imagine my surprise when I pulls up the net and finds THIS!"
Jern reached into his boat and pulled out a small wooden box. It was
rectangular, about one foot wide, six inches deep, and three inches
high. The surface was smooth and unmarked, but the latch bore a large,
ornate seal of some kind. There was no lock, but latch would not open
when Jern pulled on it.
"What is it?"
"I dunno. I tried beatin' on it with me hammer, but she wouldn't open.
Even tried to pry it open and ruined a good pocket knife. Figured it
must be some magic holdin' it closed... so's I came and got you. If'n
there's treasure inside we can split it fifty...uhh... fifty."
"Let me see..."
Herrik took the box and turned around in various directions, examining it.
"Hmmm..." Herrik cast a spell, and a small globe of light appeared
above his head. The light was dim and yellow, but it illuminated the
box well enough for him to examine it in more detail.
"Well? Can ya open it?"
"Somebody put a heavy seal on this thing... and look here..." Herrik pointed to the seal, above the latch.
"Hell, I don't know what I'm lookin' at."
"This a two-way seal. Locks both ways. More like what you'd see on a door... not a box."
"Can ya get it open?"
Herrik pulled a tiny knife out of his pants pocket and began mumbling
words over the blade. The knife began to vibrate in his hand. When he
touched it to the latch, a huge spark leapt from the seal to the blade,
knocking it out of his hand. The knife fell into the water and
vanished.
"Oops," said Herrik. Jern looked disappointed, so Herrik tried something else. "You said you had a hammer?"
"Yeah, right here..." Jern got a small mallet out of his boat and
handed it to Herrik. Herrik put the box down on the dock, then mumbled
a different set of words over the mallet. It began to glow.
"Stand back."
Herrik brought the hammer down on the latch...
bzZZZT!
More sparks flew, but the box still did not open. He repeated the
process three more times, and on the forth try the seal broke with a
loud, resounding-
POP!
And a thin wisp of smoke rose from the latch.
"Got it."
"Let's see what we got!" said Jern. The fisherman snatched open the
box... revealing a tiny glass bottle. Unlike the box, the bottle was
decorated with quite a few exquisite designs, none of which made any
sense to either of the men. There was a thick coat of wax on the top,
and another seal stamped into the cork.
"A bottle?" said Herrik
"Looks like one of them genie bottles!" said Jern. He immediately began pulling on the tiny cork.
"Now, it could be anything... it could be dangerous."
"Naw... ain't nothin ever come outta that river that hurt me! Even if
it ain't a genie, I know there's SOMETHIN good inside! I just...ungh...
can't get it... ungh...open..."
Not only would the cork not budge, but the wax wouldn't even chip off when Jern attacked it with his fingernails.
"Gimme that hammer!" said Jern. Jern placed the bottle on the pier and steadied it with his foot.
"I don't think this is such a good idea," said Herrik. "Maybe we should
have it scryed. You know... see what's inside it without opening it-"
"Can't get no wishes from the genie 'less you let 'im out. Now gimme that damned hammer!"
Jern grabbed the hammer from Herrik's hand and began attacking the bottle.
CLANK!
CLANK!
"I wouldn't do that if I were you, Jern."
"What? I'll split the wishes with ya, fifty-fifty just like I said..."
CLANK!
CLANK!
CRUNCH!
Finally, the neck of the tiny bottle broke cracked. At first nothing
happened, but then the air filled with a loud buzzing sound... like
hundreds of flies.
Only there were no flies around.
"I don't like this." Herrik backed away from Jern and the bottle as the
buzzing noise got louder and louder. Then, a thick cloud of what
appeared to be smoke burst from the broken bottle. It exploded all
around them blocking out the fading sun as well as Herrik's
light-globe.
"AAAAA!!"
It was pitch black for an instant, and then the 'smoke' gathered itself
together in a shape. It was the shape of a man. Tall and very thin.
Very, VERY thin... and bald. With claws on the end of his fingers and a
mouth full of sharp fangs. The shape grew more solid and detailed,
until finally it assumed its final, horrifying form...
"AAAAIIIIIGH!!!!" Jern screamed. "THAT AIN'T NO GENIE!!!"
"Hahahahahaaaa!! You foolish one tink N'Doki here to grant your wish?
N'Doki more powerful dan any genie of smoke and fire... But perhaps I
grant you wish for freeing me, no?"
"Nonono! Get away from me!" shouted Herrik.
"Yes... me tink I'll let ONE of you live. Now which one shall dat be, hmm?"
While Jern shivered in his boots, Herrik immediately turned and jumped
head-long into the river. Though it is very difficult for a man to swim
fast and scream at the same time, Herrik made a more than excellent
attempt.
Jern looked up at his 'genie' and began reciting every prayer he had
every learned as a child. The words were jumbled and half-remembered,
but at this point Jern wasn't too concerned with accuracy. After no
thunderbolts came down to smite the 'genie,' Jern tried to follow
Herrik into the river...
"Yerro!"
Jern couldn't move. Not one single muscle. He was paralyzed.
"Now what shall N'Doki do wit you? Ahhh.... I lose many zombies when de
man wit de chains come. I must replace dem... I start wit you, no?"
Jern couldn't even tremble any more. But at least the 'genie' had the
heart to free Jern's mouth and throat so that he could scream when the
clawed hands ripped into his flesh...
"AAAAIIIIIIIII......"
[The Beginning]
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