The last rays of sunlight pierces the sky and fades into twilight. The only movement in the deathly cold keep is that of the dust settling into already thick cobwebs. The night wraps her cold embrace around the Necros Arcana, and waits... Several hours later, just prior to the midnight hour, a pure black wall of energy with swirls of blood red mist materializes in the middle of the lower level of the keep. The only sound is that of a sturdy leather boot thudding heavily on the floor, followed momentarily by another, bringing with it the form of the Death Knight Rykus. Barely able to stand, Rykus's dimly glowing eyes search the room, locating his throne just steps away. Several more delibrately heavy footsteps brings the undead lord within range to collapse into the awaiting throne. After several more minutes of struggling, Rykus sits himself upright in the bleached bone seat and fixes his gaze upon the faint image of the woman standing in the middle of the room. Patiently he waits for her to speak.... "Rykus, your time has come to do my bidding once again. The life energy collected by yourself and the previous Illuminati has served me well, but it has not been enough. There is still much to be done and the time draws near for the next phase of our work.", the woman explained calmly. "I have summoned a new group of men to join with you. They shall find their way to you very soon. These loyal men have been working hard to prepare more than just a fortress for our cause this time. During your time with me in the ethers, they have constructed a city in my name, and have made preparations for war. The first of these men, their leader, will arrive before the sun has risen this very morning. Go with him to inspect our new city and lay my hand and blessing upon it. Work with these men, teach them the ways of the conversion and with my guidance, show them the power I bestow upon my loyal subjects. They are your new bretheren, the new Illuminati, and together you shall bring forth a new era in my name.", Minax continues. "For now my loyal knight, regain your strength and adjust this corporeal form to the weight of your own body in this world of men. Your strength will come quickly this night, and your mind will clear to find it's focus once again. I will return soon, when I am able, to help guide you all into the next chapter of our saga.", the voice relays as it begins to sound more distant. "Before I depart, know this. There are other mortal souls who will seek you out. Embrace them and treat them as if I have summoned them personally. Test their resolve and loyalty in my name, then when you are sure of their power and desire to serve, call upon me and I shall also grasp their hearts and free them of their mortal coil. If they are sincere, you will have another whom you shall call comrade in the Illuminati. If they are not...", the voice fades out and the image of the dark woman fades entirely. Rykus's dull red eyes study the floor for several long minutes, as if trying to recall where he is. Pulsing brightly for a brief moment, he lifts his head and turns his attention to the far reaches of his realm. His grounds have been intruded upon by a mortal in a black robe and blood red cloak. Surging with anticipation of an encounter, Rykus rises to stand and extends his arm straight out to his side. Within an instant a bladed staff glowing with arcane energy materializes in his hand. A single word whispered into the air summons his fallen steed. "It is time to meet my destiny.", Rykus mutters quietly to himself, and with that urges his steed silently toward the massive yew wood doors of the Keep Necros Arcana.