The Mage and the Scoundrel(Prologue+First Chapter)More Like This
Tristram. Town of many stories, and home of many evils. It came to pass that over the span of the last decade much evil crept its way to the surface of the small established seat. It likely held no more than fifty to one hundred people at a time. Since The Lord of Destruction wrought havoc upon the ruins of Tristram, and even beyond, there was scarce a time that anyone in Sanctuary would ever rest peacefully through the nights.
Though Diablo had not been seen for some 20 years, all were uneasy. Especially once New Tristram had been built. The name alone spelt mischief for the small town. Not to mention the World Stone's destruction- and Mount Arreat along with it- was for the rest of the world to bear. Though no harm came for some time, the long anticipated chaos soon came.
The star fell from the heavens, destroying the cathedral with it. As pieces from the meteorite broke off, misery rose from the ashes the craters left.
The dead- the dead rose from their graves. Angry and vengeful. T