With a grone the doere to the mausoleum opened. The ink colered eyes of the ghoul looked watched on silently from the corner of the mausoleum.

  -I might have to fight again.

  " O know your in there come out. I won't hurt you."

  A gravely voice entered the ghoul's mostly intackt ears.

  With silent steps the ghoul walked to the entrence of the mausoleum.

  "S*Gurglr*n"

  the mage tried to tell the voice that he could tell came from the dark cloaked man that he couldn't go out but all that came forth was a gurgling noise.

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  " Oh the sun. You'll need a necro ring. Put it on and the sun wont be a problem"

  with that a wrinkled hand held out a grey steal ring towards the ghoul. as the ghoul slipped on the ring he felt a coul sensation spread thru his body.

  " Come out already,"

  With that command the undead child walked out into the light the only thing he felt from the sun was a slight twitch.

  " You're a ghoul already. impresive. I can't help you much but I do have some supplies for you. So take this storage ring, this robe, and this walking stik. I can't do any more untill you unlock a class. You can find me in the capital of Silvin.

  As the black robed man produced items for the ghoul a blue screen appeared in front of the ghoul's face.

  The young undead knew one thing. Something strange was happening.