Dave appeared in the middle of a hall, there were people kneeling in front of him, heads down on the floor. Dave felt a sense of deja-vu, the hall and the people were somehow familiar.
"Your majesty, what are your orders?" a knight in heavy armor spoke.
Dave turned to see who the man was speaking to. There was nothing but a very familiar throne. It was the Undead King's throne. Dave took notice of his equipment. They were not his Death Knight armor, but an ornate gold and crimson robes.
A notification appeared in front of him.
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To be a champion of undeath one must know how to rule over undeath. To use your mind in planning and strategy, to balance out the numbers of troops and discover the weakness of the enemy and your own.
You have been placed in a precarious position. The same position the King of Arotsa was in before ruin befell his country and was turned Undead.
