I have always been one to take potentially unnecessary risks to obtain that which I desire. In this case, immortality. I have crossed the line between life and death, and transcended mortality. I made an agreement with our friend Akr, the nature of which I will not divulge at this time, but on my end, I wanted him to transform me into a Prince of the Night, a Dread Vampire. And not a spawn, mind you. I required that I have my free will. He sent an agent to perform the deed, and I had Beleghast watch over my new coffin home as I waited to be awakened and reborn.
And oh, the sheer power, the sheer strength and might that came with that transformation. Why anyone would want to cling to life so badly when undeath brings with it so much power, I will never understand.
Of course, now there is a new set of problems. One is Zeheb. First of all, he now has some preacher with him, helping to build his temple and so forth. The new fellow, Marvin, I think his name was, or was it Arwen… Marowind? Man, normally I don’t travel with others, so this whole name thing is a challenge…
Anyways, Marland seems to be more reasonable than Zeheb, but Zeheb’s anti-undead paranoia could be potentially dangerous to my existence. So, I have taken steps to ensure he will not discover the truth.
Oh, also, we killed Akr. We broke into his house, stole his phylactery, saved the whiny wizard’s mom, and then beat Akr to dust. It was most enjoyable. Though, I must admit, killing undead is not as fun as killing the living. I think next we are going after the “Dark”, which is awesome, plenty of foul folk to meet my blade.