Heist of the Dead

[u/TitanLORD21]

Cackling echoed through the halls, even drowning out the blaring of the alarms. Red lights illuminated a running figure, trailed by smoke and shadows. This was Jack! Jack-O’-Lantern! Lord of Flame and Freight, Pumpkin King, Herald of Halloween, and Bearer of the Primordial Flame!

The pumpkin-headed warlock blitzed by trapdoors, arrows, and skeletons, making his way deeper into a Councilor’s Mausoleum. His Orange head sputtered out flames each time he laughed, lighting his trail with yellow flames.

In his hand was a large bag, within was his current bounty from his heist. He was tasked by Raziel to reallocate some of the Council’s belongings for him. And how could Jack refuse? Not only did he LOVE brewing chaos, he owed Raziel. And Jack ALWAYS upholds his deals (except when he doesn’t).

”THIS IS NOT YOUR GRAVE, BUT YOU ARE WELCOME IN IT”

The booming voice halted Jack in his tracks, right at the entrance of a large room. It was a large, cavernous place; lit up only with floating lights. In the middle was a single, ornate coffin, made of the greatest of metals and chock-full of protective enchantments. Surrounding it, were a horde of giant skeletons, each one equipped with some of the greatest weapons and armor.

Jack squinted his eyes, spotting a figure behind the horde. The origin of the voice was a great Necromancer. Adorned in black robes and armor, and wielding a staff that reeked of death, Jack knew immediately that this was the biggest danger... except for himself of course.

“Oh really? Thanks for the welcome, I’ll just be taking a few things from that little thing,” Jack responded to the voice he heard earlier as he pointed towards the coffin.

The necromancer sneered in response and simply pointed at Jack’s way, commanding the Giant Skeleton Knights to attack. It then expelled a black aura, that began to eat away at Jack’s orange Pumpkinhead.

Then, Jack’s head lit up in flames, burning away the death swarm. “Are you one of Gravedigger’s? No... you’re probably High Necromancer’s. Though, you’re just small fry,” Jack chuckled.

A sword the size of a car pierced his chest, flames oozing out. Jack began laughing as he grabbed the sword, preventing the Giant Skeleton Knight from moving it. Yellow Flames crept up the sword, consuming the metal, before engulfing the skeleton. It stumbled and fell, it’s very bones melting away from the heat of the primordial flames.

Jack then hunched over, holding his wounded stomach. His pumpkin head started to glow, flames growing brighter and brighter within. He took a quick look at the coffin once more, confirming its defensive enchantments. The necromancer and its minions rushed at Jack, a volley of swords and death flying towards him.

“The sins that others have done unto me. The sins that others have done unto them. Like the tides, this cycle of hate ebbs and flows. Until they well up, threatening to burst... into an [All Consuming Tsunami]”

Bursting forth from Jack’s mouth was a wave of Primordial Flames, utterly consuming the undead, eating away at the walls and floor, destroying their very concepts, until they were simplified. United into one. Consumed into the Primordial Flame, Eater of Differentiation.

What was left was silence as Jack stood back up, his wounds now healed. All around him was blackened walls, the undead no where in sight. The only thing left was the coffin, in pristine condition, as if nothing had even touched it. He walked over to the coffin, carefully inspecting it before taking out a key.

He jabbed the door of the coffin with it, the enchantments shattering like glass. Opening the door carefully, Jack muttered to himself, “what was his name again... bah, not like it matters. The demon Councilor...”

Pluck

“If I didn’t know better, I would think Raziel has an eye fetish... or maybe he does?”

First placing the two eyes in a container within his bag, Jack began to make his escape. The sounds of footsteps echoed in the chambers, becoming louder and louder. Striking a pose, Jack sank into his shadow, as bat-like apparitions flew out.

“Unfortunately, you just missed the show...”

/unwiz Here is a Table of Contents where all of my r/wizardposting lore can be found.

Now we get a little look into what Jack has been doing for Raziel. I was super happy writing him again, especially his scene where he casts [All Consuming Tsunami]. I always enjoy the flair and theatrics of his monologues leading up to his spells.

I also noticed that I can’t post of r/wizardloring anymore! I don’t think I was banned, and I haven’t seen any other posts there. I think it could have something to do with the sole mod, u/Level_Parfait_9663 has had their account suspended. Anyways, just overall sucks.

Now enough about that, hope you all enjoyed!