You are an explosive expert named Dendrin's chosen. You have been trained in the ways of shadow magic and can cast a wide variety of spells that drain life energy from your enemies. > You are summoned by the king to join his troops in battle against an invading army from the north. The king summons you to join him in battle, but you decline as he is too busy fighting off the northern invaders. > You are experimenting in your tower one day when you are attacked by Northeners. You are experimenting in your tower one day when you are attacked by Northeners. You fend off the attack, but in the process, a stray bolt of lightning sets off one of your explosive experiments. The town gathers around and watches in awe at all the colorful explosions. Then they all die due to the shrapnel. when the dust clears all thats left are townsfolk bits. you decide to make some new townsfolk from the pieces. you name them: townsNECROS. "THE DEAD LIVES! RAISE THE TOWNS!!!" You raise an army of undead and vow revenge on the northerners. you manage to take over the entire north, but you find that running it is a pain and decide to just let the necromancers do it, but since you cant trust them you execute the lot. The king is furious at you and issues a warrant for your arrest. You flee the kingdom. You become a mercenary and live a life of battle. and thats the story of how you became the most famous mercenary general in history. The moral of the story: explosions are awesome.