The city isn’t as busy now since most of the students have left, so maybe you won’t have too many problems.

Initially all goes well. You sneak into the graveyard at night, managing to avoid the guards. You then break into one of the mausoleums where you hope you can find some easily accessible coffins.

You shut the door and pry open one of them trying to be as quiet as possible. The skeletal remains inside are calling to you.

You take out your book and begin to cast your spell and within no time at all the skeleton inside begins to rise. Success! And it barely took any effort at all. You were born for this!

You open up another nearby coffin and raise another one. Two skeletons! You’re controlling two at a time with no problems! You’re positively euphoric.

Of course you’ve been making a lot of noise. Noise that one of the guards hears and comes to investigate, when he sees the door lock broken and opens it, he sees you.

“NECROMANCER!” he screams and runs away!

You don’t care that you’ve been caught though. You’re ready to show the world what you’re really made of! You begin the chant and cast, and all that other stuff you’ve been reading about. You’re going to raise an army to swarm this city and take it over! None shall oppose you! And if Mr. Demar gets in your way, you’ll crush him too!

Soon you’re raising the dead from their graves, and even though you’re a “natural” at this, you’re still shy of practice so you have a bit of a hard time controlling so many. By the time you reach the hundreds, you’re losing control over most of them and you have to leave the graveyard to save your own life.

You march down the street with the dead horde you do have control over causing havoc on a small scale. You have some fun reveling in the terror you’re bringing, but it is short sighted and not to last.

The Nuro mage guards soon arrive on the scene and they don’t fuck around. They use every spell against you, destroying entire blocks in an effort to bring you down. It is at this point you realize that you’ve handled this poorly.

When you’ve lost your last corpse, you attempt to run away only to bump into a few of the dead that had wandered away from your control. In a kind of ironic justice, you are killed before you can reestablish your dominance over them.