"On September 14, 1786 of the New Calendar, I transformed seventy thousand skeletons on the Okaglar Plains for His Majesty Cassius."
"On September 16, 1786 of the New Calendar, I transformed the bodies of two hundred frost giants on Stormy Ridge for His Majesty Cassius."
"On September 16, 1786, I transformed six thousand skeletons on the plains for His Majesty Cassius."
"On September 18, 1786, for His Majesty Cassius..."
"..."
Within Soulcry Castle, the bone pen continued to scribble in "The Great, Immortal Orestes' Diary."
Orestes had the habit of keeping a diary. He had linked the bone pen to his own soul, making it a living undead creature that could constantly feel and record the lich's moods.
"Imperial Special Operations Team, move in!"
"All undead inside, don't move! Or you'll be obliterated!"
Suddenly, a team of Tieflings armed with specialized necromancy weapons broke down the door and stormed into the defenseless Soulcry Castle.
