[spoiler]A prelude for anybody semi-interested in my mini-plot. It WILL have side-quests/bounties, and it WILL reward with some loot.[/spoiler] [b][i]Unrested Souls[/i][/b] [i]Prologue Tatakai, 0000 hours Saturday, October 31st "All Hallow's Eve" Midnight, the day of Halloween. Most people say Halloween is a childish activity, knocking on doors for candy. Rather, it is a festival, to celebrate the marking of the transition between life and death; and a wonderful day for witchcraft and necromancy. As the minute hand struck the twelve, it was finally All Hallow's Eve. A loud moaning resonated throughout the entirety of the land, through the lush grasses and mountains of Ollimand, echoing in the Byoki Desert, audible over the winds in the Ko Rudo Mountains, yet it was loudest at the Tatakoi Plains, home of Tatakai's worst wars, and second to loudest at Graveyard Island, home to cemeteries and bodies. From the soil, wisps of what appeared to be smoke arose, hissing loudly. A tension filled the air as these wisps entered rotting corpses of dead humans and animals, who were long buried underground. The soil cracked at Graveyard Island, hundreds of thousands of hands sticking up above the dirt, and the dead began to rise. At the Tatakoi Plains, the wisps took residence in animals, making them rabid and more wild than they were. Sitting on a boat, speeding towards Graveyard Island, was Alyssa. Her light brown ponytail blew wildly in the wind, her gauntlet-covered left fingers tapping quickly on her left thigh, fingering a violin piece. Her prosthetic arm gripped the steering wheel on the speedboat, a smile on her thin lips. It was finally All Hallow's Eve, the day she'd been studying for for years, ever since she first started reading up on necromancy and other, darker stuff. She wanted to see if what happened on this famed day was true; and indeed, it was. Jumping off the boat after arriving at the graveyard-clustered island, her feet hit the sand with a thump. Alyssa was dressed in rather different attire than usual; a tight, black shirt, and black combat pants in addition to black combat boots. A three foot long and inch and a half wide, steel blade was sheathed at her left, her New Magnesium prosthetic recently polished. Alyssa roamed further into the woods of Graveyard Island, which was eerily silent. It was dark, the light of the stars long forgotten. Alyssa constantly looked over her shoulder, on the guard. Suddenly, a low growling was heard from behind Alyssa, and as she spun, she was met with a rotting, old, masculine corpse, holding a massive axe. The corpse stared at Alyssa with empty eye sockets, lifting the axe with ease, and swinging downwards on her head. Alyssa quickly drew her steel sword with her prosthetic arm, holding the blade above her head. The axe collided with the steel blade with a loud clang, and Alyssa strained to keep her arms steady. She moved her sword downwards with the axe's downward momentum, and redirected it to Alyssa's bottom right, the blade of the axe striking the dirt. Alyssa quickly thrusted with the sword into the corpse's abdomen, executing a perfect parry. The blade impaled clean through the corpse's spine, and it silently stumbled back. However, even with its spine shattered, the corpse raised its head, continuing to stare at Alyssa. She screamed, turning around to run; before she was met with ten more dead, rotting corpses. Gritting her teeth, Alyssa ran, back to the shore, and onto her speedboat. She floored the acceleration pedal, speeding back off to the dojo. She arrived hours later, dawn just over the horizon, the clear sky slightly tinted with pink. Alyssa ran through the dojo woods, arriving at the gates, panting and out of breath. She had to share what she'd just experienced, for it meant that the prophecy in that old, excuse for a book was true.[/i] ((Open for any questions about my mini-plot.))