My pupil disenchanted Thrakmoore's jewelry and the fucking Death Guard is after me
Not too long ago my (537m) necromancer apprentice (21f) and enchantment pupil (19m) had a silly argument about staves vs wands. I punished them for disturbing my orb pondering by sending them off to find the ring of a half god (I think, tbh I forgot what they should deliver).
These mother fucking lovebirds came back Thrakmoore's private jewelery. Not just a ring. His entire. Fucking. Collection.
Well, nothing to worry about, I always have been a chatty and diplomatic lich, I thought. Could easily negotiate with Thrakmoore to not light up my tower.
Nope. Fuck me. My absolute brilliant pupil decided to destroy the evidence my disenchanting it. All of it. I never have seen in my undead life so many nexus shards and soul dust.
Worse yet, Thrakmoore apparently got aware of it and sent his fucking private assassins after me and my pupil. My apprentice has been holding the line while I am ranting here, but it doesn't look good. If things go sour I will have to find exodus at my good for nothing werewolf nephew's cave.
Tldr: just because this guy is having a crisis doesn't mean you should steal from him. If you don't hear of me again, please look for my phylactery.
Thanks.