Scales and Honor- Swirling Storm: Chapter 22
“i will not need you there....besides..it was all a misunderstanding of course...and i am the swirling storm, destroyer of the undead if you remember. we _were_ defending ourselves from an evil cult that tried to kill us!
Twilight of the Damned Chapter 1
The overseas territories, weary of exploitation and the cold grip of undead enforcers, have broken free. colony after colony slipped the bonds of imperial rule, and the empire, bloated and rotting from within, began to crack.
The Tail of Thorns - Chapter 2
Another undead charged at him, raising a large axe as it leapt at him. he met the axe by pulling the spear shaft into its path.
Darkened Skies: Chapter 20: Dragon at the Gate
“guess with the bleedin undead around people need things to cling to eh? what better symbol than the original dragon that helped defeat the elven vampire sariel and her hoard of undead.
Darkened Skies: Chapter 36: Darkened Sky
But here came this undead wizard and undid that whole reasoning with a twirl of his wicked fingers.
A Rift in the Leyline
Though he'd certainly pick their company over the undead since at least the humans were honest about wanting to kill him sometimes unlike those rotting backstabbers.
Evokation / Book IV: The Hanged Man / Part 1
We took care of the undead issue... how are things on your end? did blueberry and mercy show up, yet?"
Origin of Holyjefe (The Holy Boss) Chapter 1
"so what, getting bit by an undead worgen makes people worgen anyways!?" michael asks. "no, but the worgen's bestial instincts will still fight the necromancer."i said.
Freedom Fire Chapter 8: Curse of the Undead
* * * The next morning, Bartoz woke up, trying to remember what happened last night. He quickly saw light blue figure beside him, and he smiled. His new lover was still sleeping soundly, and with a reason, too, because it was not Bartoz who woke up...
Origin of Holyjefe (The Holy Boss) Chapter 3
I feel pressure where the undead blood stains me. and then its gone, the blood turned to dust and swept away. we might be free of undead filth and the air a little better. but were still sweaty after that marathon.
Scales and Honor: The Shattered God: Chapter 41
Though his bones and tattered robes were equally as sullied, the undead magician seemed of little concern. “it was someone…else’s.” he replied flatly, staring off, lost within his memories.
The Fangs of Terror
With the coming eclipse Zeng and his comrades journied to black pillar where the four pedestals awaited, while the ship made its way through the volcanic region everyone checked their weapons and supplies while Saline and Linda sent messages to their...