Some say that when they meet their deity there is a tunnel of pure light to enter before being able to meet, instead I am simply placed in some richly adorned room alone. You would think this is some rich noble’s meeting room if not for the sheer mana interlaced into everything and the very air. Even the Arcane Consortium’s Capital does not have this much latent mana infused into itself and that was the work of centuries of mana crystal formations and infusal rituals.
Taking stock I see that I am dressed in my finer robes but this is not the formal dress set I wear but my finest warmage set, clothes I find rather comforting from the familiar weight. Perhaps if I had been wearing these I would have managed to escape the blast though walking half naked through the wilds would not be pleasant. Taking a bit more of a look at the immediate surroundings I see that there is the setting for a tea party here and the rest of the room appears like a study with shelves of books and cabinets with various objects in them. I suspect that if the cabinets were not sealed then I would have been driven mad by the sheer aura released by them, fitting to be called divine artifacts.
After having finished taking in my immediate surroundings the door opens and in enters a woman in a luxurious cream robe with silver and gold accents/embroidery and wielding a scepter that seemed it was made of a more radiant gold. She was a stunning figure who would shame any woman who called herself beautiful, she seemed to embody the epitome of beauty that even a cynic could not dispute. Behind her were several maidens dressed in less vibrant but still high quality robes, they appeared to be something akin to handmaidens for a high ranking individual. This was one assertion that I did not think wrong judging by the body postures of the parties involved. I rose from my seat and gave a bow before saying “Greetings my lady, I assume it is you I have to thank for bringing me to this place?”
“Indeed I was the did so, I can assume you realize your circumstances?”
“That I would have been a disembodied soul incarnate in whatever plane that was before without intervention then yes”
“That would be mostly correct though instead you would have gone to The Realm of Souls to be judged instead of that blank zone you were in, but then again you would have tried your best to avoid all that I am quite sure”
“Then I can assume that you have a reason for doing this, few are the beings who can give without something in return”
“Yes indeed, while I was not directly involved my colleagues were the ones who caused your death in an accident that even I find absurd to have occurred. The simple explanation is that you and your soldiers were hit by a how to say ‘accidental release’ of power, something that under the circumstances should not have occurred. Unfortunately for you we frankly do not feel that there is a simple method of reversing what has occurred so instead we decided on a more efficient outlook”
“So you do not want to waste power on fixing your mistakes and will instead take advantage of what has occurred and can I be so arrogant have me commit some act or service?”
“Yes that is indeed what we felt was best, we have a how to say vacancy in a position to be made and feel that you would be a good fit for it”
“What services would can I say a deity need for a necromancer, we are not exactly the most sought out figures when it comes to ‘holy’ work”
“Normally yes but in this case your expertise would be well put to work, something akin to being a warden or jailer”
“Exactly what soul would you want a necromancer as a jailer instead of one of your servants?”
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“Not actually a singular soul, we have a how to say it rather large dumping ground of bones and bodies that is now grown so big that even the gods must now interfere”
“Exactly how many armies or countries died to need intervention from deities, and how can I actually contain such a thing?”
“Actually this predates us, the land of Veragan is older and larger then we gods. In the scheme of things we are a young pantheon, there were others before us that either died out or left this plane. In this particular case the many remains of those past era’s are particularly collected in one location, that much death in a concentrated locale may give rise to things we cannot control. You will be sent to deal with that, but do not expect to ever see your homeland again. There are many lands beyond those that were the cradle of your birth and this new land is so far removed that it may as well be on another plane. This was partially why we did not notice this for a long time, but now that we have I felt that after having taken a look at those whose bodies had died in the ‘incident’ and became souls I found you”
“Well, you seem to have put some thought into this matter. I assume that there is not meant to be much reason for me to decline”
“That is correct, but do not worry you will have much to satisfy you as well as the largest possible research base and material for you to make use of”
“If what you say is true then indeed that is the case, but how exactly will i be successful in subjugating this area”
“You know of the dungeons in this world? That will be the general basis win which we can ensure that you will control this area”
“Those would be the creations of both the gdos and other beings for various purposes?”
“Yes those constructs were made by both we gods and others for purposes that vary though for us gods it was mostly ensuring that the flow of mana was not stopped, providing resources to our wards in a proper controlled manner along with containing one or another threats in a nice little confined space. You will be receiving such an aid in order to facilitate your stewardship of the area, but as both a test and being beyond our control you will have to beware of outer threats. Some will be greedy or foolhardy enough to attempt to venture into those cursed lands, you are free to deal with them as you wish barring of course anything too ethically wrong”
“Very well but I assume such a task will not be so simple for me to take up as well?”
“Yes, the distortions that that land give off makes travel and oversight from the heavens rather risky and for you mortals much more ‘problematic’. We can send you the dungeon system aid but too much more could cause, ‘unwanted’ effects. You will have to travel there from a relatively far point, but it will give you time to adjust to local affairs and not enter blindly”
“Will I be facing interference from shall we say other points, you are the only one speaking to me in what appears to be a private area after all?”
“Yes while it may not be outright warfare we gods do indeed have our share of politics, I can offer my aid and the non-interference of some of my brethren but others will attempt to fight you. I cannot account for everyone and there may be some I do not know of who will fight you, this is a source of necromantic energy that even gods cannot hope to gain without severe restrictions. And there may be other forgotten objects in that place that gods would gladly have under their possession. It is a wild land and you are the champion I have chosen to tame it”
“Very well, but what may I expect to be immediately available for me to use? If I am to actually even arrive at the location which I might add you never actually named, I will need more than what I assume is on me right now”
“Yes that would be most appreciated but some traveling amenities will be needed along with the course I will need to take”
“That is a given, I am not some forgetful deity so removed from my wards as to not know their needs. You will have what you need and a little bit more to ensure that you arrive where you need to be ”
“I believe this ends our business I will take up your task my goddess”
“Good I knew that I could trust in you Mr. Garrick, may the fortunes of magic be with you my chosen one”
As the goddess smiles and holds out her arms I kneel to who I know to be Veuna the Goddess of Magic for her statutes are often in the temples from home. Soon I feel a swirling rope of mana wrap around me and spread to create stunning circles of unknown sigils to take me to where I must start. This will be an interesting journey to take and one that will perhaps hold much in the balance, but so be it even if I was talked into this at subtle sword point.