Raisin the dead
*Everything was prepared. A pentagram made with jadeblood. A dead body. Bottled soul. Salt. Black candles. And necromancy tome.* "Yebo! Elttob eht morrf luoss eht rrof egnahcxe ni llorrt daed ssiht kcab em evig! Od ot uoy llet I tahw od dna eciov ym ot netssil! Htaed fo drrol yebo!" *Candles stopped burning. Bottle with a soul exploded. Dead body raised from the ground in a black smoke. And then it started moving by itself. Opened eyes. The smoke disappeared. Harret was staring at the zombie with shock in his eyes.* "It worrked..." @addictionaccumulative














