Binkles was a shy but a very brave necromancer and served alongside Sholan, as an apprentice to Zoltun Kulle, a mad necromancer from the horadrim. They followed him blindly and without a secound thought, and were easily persuaded to do Zoltun Kulle's evil bidding. Zoltun Kulle was known for his madness and lust for power and was considered a threat to the world around him but despite of that Sholan and Binkles were blinded by their admiration for their master and stood loyally by his side and as they tried to defend him against the forces that wished to end Zoltun Kulle's life. But they failed and Zoltun Kulle was cut up in pieces and his body was scattered across the world in various tombs and crypts so that he would never return. Luckily Sholan and Binkles managed to slip away after Zoltun Kulle's death and vowed to bring their master back.
Binkles and Sholan had always been rivals and competed for Zolten Kulle's appreciation of their worth as necromancers. They both had different qualities, Binkles had always been above average at summoning and simply lacked the interest of expanding the view to other elements of necromancy. Sholan on the other hand only had the skill to master curses and nothing else. They put their rivalries aside and combined their different specialities in hope of restoring their beloved master.
Two years passed and together they managed to recover all of his body except for the head, and knew that the protectors of Zolten Kulles' head were onto them, nevertheless they found the Tomb of Lost Souls where Zolten Kulles' head was guarded, not just by wizards but also by the horadrim. Binkles summoned scouts to infiltrate the tomb and see if there was any way they could get passed the guards unnoticed. The scouts returned with news of a cracked wall on the east side of the tomb with just enough space to slip through. Easily enough they got in. Once inside they made their way through endless halls and narrow corridors until finally they arrived at a very dark and ominous hall, they could not see the walls of the room or the ground for there was only a bridge, and across the bridge in the vast distance a strange light flickered and Binkles yelled: "There he is! It's our master!". And sprinted across the bridge in hope of finding the head of Zolten Kulle. Sholan noticed movements in the vast empty darkness surrounding the bridge and suddenly Binkles vanished into the darkness that the bridge disappeared into... It was silent, too silent, Sholan couldn't hear Binkles' footsteps... But suddenly a scream in the distance, Sholans' heart rate increased rapidly... Was that Binkles? Was it someone else? And if so then who?... Sholan had to think quick and remembered that Binkles was carrying vital parts of Zolten Kulle, there was no other option but to sprint across the bridge in the darkness and hope for the best. Halfway across the bridge Sholan heard his feet splash against the floor of the bridge and noticed it was covered in blood, Sholan assumed the worst and charged on ahead following the path of blood and found the body of Binkles lying there, hardly recognizable from the severe wounds. Sholan fell to his knees, in shock of what he saw in front of him, his heart rate increased even further when he heard footsteps rapidly approaching from behind him, three, four maybe five different footsteps, too many to count. Sholan stood up, filled with anger, turned around and the footsteps stopped... He could see six fully armed guards standing in front of him, but before one of them could speak, Sholan cast Iron Maiden on them while he charged at them armed only with a dagger and Zolten Kulles arm, the guards showed no signs of backing down from a necromancer with a dagger and a severed limb and engaged, within seconds all six of the guards were on the floor, either dead or severely injured. Finally Sholan fell to the floor, as he could not endure the wounds inflicted by the guards... Sholan lied there, tears began to form in his eyes as he looked over Binkles' corpse. He reminisced about his memories with Binkles and realized how juvenile and insignificant their little rivalries were, Binkles had always shown more potential than he, and so with what little strength he could conjure in his last moments he sacrificed himself to hopefully resurrect Binkles and immediately crashed down.
More guards showed up after a few moments and cleared the corpses as well as collecting Zoltan Kulles' parts and restored them to their tombs for safe keeping. Having barely stopped a couple of novice necromancer apprentices from restoring Zolten Kulle, they were summoned before Tyrael to answer for their inadequate performance in their duties. On their way there a little frog managed slip away unnoticed from one of the guards' person, for that the guards had failed to notice that the frog initially came onto their person in the Tomb of Lost Souls. The frog just sat there quietly... Mourning the loss of her dear friend.
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Binkles and Sholan had always been rivals and competed for Zolten Kulle's appreciation of their worth as necromancers. They both had different qualities, Binkles had always been above average at summoning and simply lacked the interest of expanding the view to other elements of necromancy. Sholan on the other hand only had the skill to master curses and nothing else. They put their rivalries aside and combined their different specialities in hope of restoring their beloved master.
Two years passed and together they managed to recover all of his body except for the head, and knew that the protectors of Zolten Kulles' head were onto them, nevertheless they found the Tomb of Lost Souls where Zolten Kulles' head was guarded, not just by wizards but also by the horadrim. Binkles summoned scouts to infiltrate the tomb and see if there was any way they could get passed the guards unnoticed. The scouts returned with news of a cracked wall on the east side of the tomb with just enough space to slip through. Easily enough they got in. Once inside they made their way through endless halls and narrow corridors until finally they arrived at a very dark and ominous hall, they could not see the walls of the room or the ground for there was only a bridge, and across the bridge in the vast distance a strange light flickered and Binkles yelled: "There he is! It's our master!". And sprinted across the bridge in hope of finding the head of Zolten Kulle. Sholan noticed movements in the vast empty darkness surrounding the bridge and suddenly Binkles vanished into the darkness that the bridge disappeared into... It was silent, too silent, Sholan couldn't hear Binkles' footsteps... But suddenly a scream in the distance, Sholans' heart rate increased rapidly... Was that Binkles? Was it someone else? And if so then who?... Sholan had to think quick and remembered that Binkles was carrying vital parts of Zolten Kulle, there was no other option but to sprint across the bridge in the darkness and hope for the best. Halfway across the bridge Sholan heard his feet splash against the floor of the bridge and noticed it was covered in blood, Sholan assumed the worst and charged on ahead following the path of blood and found the body of Binkles lying there, hardly recognizable from the severe wounds. Sholan fell to his knees, in shock of what he saw in front of him, his heart rate increased even further when he heard footsteps rapidly approaching from behind him, three, four maybe five different footsteps, too many to count. Sholan stood up, filled with anger, turned around and the footsteps stopped... He could see six fully armed guards standing in front of him, but before one of them could speak, Sholan cast Iron Maiden on them while he charged at them armed only with a dagger and Zolten Kulles arm, the guards showed no signs of backing down from a necromancer with a dagger and a severed limb and engaged, within seconds all six of the guards were on the floor, either dead or severely injured. Finally Sholan fell to the floor, as he could not endure the wounds inflicted by the guards... Sholan lied there, tears began to form in his eyes as he looked over Binkles' corpse. He reminisced about his memories with Binkles and realized how juvenile and insignificant their little rivalries were, Binkles had always shown more potential than he, and so with what little strength he could conjure in his last moments he sacrificed himself to hopefully resurrect Binkles and immediately crashed down.
More guards showed up after a few moments and cleared the corpses as well as collecting Zoltan Kulles' parts and restored them to their tombs for safe keeping. Having barely stopped a couple of novice necromancer apprentices from restoring Zolten Kulle, they were summoned before Tyrael to answer for their inadequate performance in their duties. On their way there a little frog managed slip away unnoticed from one of the guards' person, for that the guards had failed to notice that the frog initially came onto their person in the Tomb of Lost Souls. The frog just sat there quietly... Mourning the loss of her dear friend.