The night still waning on and the house still and quiet as the mogs lay sleeping and the help now gone to their rooms. Anna sauntered through the door to the portal room, stopping a bit to wait for Ramon. Tired eyes gazed to him, lips curling into a sweetly happy smile.

"Come, Mon Cher..."

Again. She'd kept the process secret other than two mogs and one of her old necromancer contact back on Kesaid. No one had known. No one could know. She'd prepared to the tiniest detail. The right circles in the right angles. The right stones in the right places. She even special ordered a set of black robes with summoner stones sewn into the ( Read more... )

The night was clear, thank the Gods. The sky so dark only the light of the half moon illuminated the backyard, stars spotting the sky like bits of glitter and gold. The soft yellow and green glow from the windows of the house hardly reach out to the lawn, green blades of grass cool to the touch. Anna stood beneath the back awning, sipping at a ( Read more... )

Thorn was back. Or dear sweet Lord, he was back. Her problems, they seemed or more she thought, were going to go away now that he was home. Funny as the matter was... Being alive for the first time in five hundred years was just... not what she thought it would be. She could die, and very easily. And she had no necromantic power without reagents ( Read more... )

The bedroom was quiet now, void of life save for Anna and a single mog. Her body lay curled beneath the down blankets and comforters, only a few strays of her soft black hair peeking out from beneath the sheets. She moaned softly, nuzzling the pillow bound in her arms. It was that, or she'd have done the same to Ramon. The woman loved to snuggle. ( Read more... )

Mogs scuttled about the house, their luggage unpacked and put away. There was a distinct air of worry buzzing about the entire estate. Many of the mogs wore small white doctors robes, some wore green to help convey the position of a healer. The library was empty, save for an overturned throne and dried blood on the carpet. Anna's room was spotted ( Read more... )

The long dining hall was so barren without the mogs or the guests to help fill up the thirty-seven other cherrywood chairs around the elegant dining table. A plate of roasted pork, sweet boiled apples, and rich potato's lay before her completely untouched and cold. Two bare china plates sat to her left and to her right. Her silver rimmed wine glass ( Read more... )

Anna stepped through the open portal door, Jaydyn's female form slung over her arms, helping to support her. Several mogs worked to help get Jaydyn to the extra room, which had an overly lavished four corner post bed with curtain surrounding it ( Read more... )

It was done. Her project was over and put aside, locked away in the safe beneath the estate basement. Anna let go a soft sigh as she stepped out of the library, an off set summoning book in her arms. A mog scuttled behind her quickly, hurrying to keep up with Anna's long strides across the white marble floor. Her black summoners robe flowed behind ( Read more... )

The house was set as she had instructed the mogs to do. The backyard was completely void of any undead life, replaced by tables, chairs, and the large pool of chocolate pudding warded off for after sundown events. Inside the estate were the usual decorations Anna normally had; war golems, family paintings, glowing orbs of doom... The living room, ( Read more... )