Chapter 1: Enter The Painlord

Thunder crashed and lightining flashed.  In a small clearing outside
Montfort, a blinding  crash shattered the skies as a flaming figure fell
screaming from nowere.  As he writhed in the mud screaming, the man's body
slowly stopped burning.  Finally, he lay there.  He was burned and broken,
his body twisted by both fire and the long torture that had precieded his
exacution.  He lay staring up at the sky as rain soaked him. 
"I'm..alive...I'M ALIVE!" he shouted.  He pulled himself to his feet, "I'm
alive!" The man stood and heard a voice.  "No, Malikai.  You are very much
dead."

He turned to face the voice and saw a woman.  "I can't be dead.  I'm here
and I'm still moving."

"You are dead my dear little creature.  As dead as the very rocks and
stones.  I have given you a continued exestance.  Not a return to life."

"Why?"

"Did you not serve me well in your life?  Did you not worship the pain and
torment I bring?  Did you not become my tool of vengance? "

"I tried to... but it was hard to know sometimes."

"I am unknown here, and must remain so.  Speak not my name or my temple,
and all will be fine."

"But, my body is so ruined.  How wil I move among them unnoticed?"

"With my last gift to you dear slayer."

He had more questions, but she was gone.  She would not be back any time
soon.