Whether by asking them in person before they pass away or contacting them via the spirit realm. Before he even considered using necromancy upon a body, he made sure that he is granted permission to use them by the owners of the bodies. Etheron knew the significance and sacredness of the body of a deceased creature. Your great grandfather’s practice of necromancy slightly differed from the common methods. He served under King Taurus, and helped to establish a good relationship between a kindred group of Necromancers and the kingdom. However, unlike so many other Necromancers back then, he was morally good. Your great-grandfather named Etheron on my side of the family was renowned back in Lore’s past. I am not only a knight, but a necromancer as well. There is one more thing that you should know about me, your father. I believe you realize by now that along with your strong inherent magical abilities from your mother, you also have decent skill in the sword, wielding swords that are magical in property. While on my side I am one of the great knights that served King Alteon under his reign in his later years. Your family on your mother’s side are distant relatives of King Alteon and are extremely powerful mages. As you have shown your growth and maturity as a hero of Lore, you have earned he right to know about your past. Of how you helped to saved Lore time and time again. The countless tales we have heard, of your triumphs over all these villains threatening to destroy and/or take over Lore. We made sure you grew up with the best possible foster parents, attended the prestigious schools in Deren, and trained with highly experienced mentors in the ways of combat. It was inevitable that we would have to separate from you, but your mother and I knew it was for the best. You were only just a baby, never knowing what destiny had planned for you.
It has been far too long since I last saw you. Arriving at the last page, I discovered a note, written in Amethyst coloured ink:īy the time you read this, I will have already moved to another location on the outskirts of the city I am currently residing in. This leather book contained extremely detailed information relating to the field of Necromancy. Turning through all the pages, I notice all the Necromantic images, inscriptions, and symbols accompanying each of them. In it contained a black-leather bound book, with what seemed to be ancient markings and insignias, decorated with a large Amethyst gem in the centre. “Thank you sire, have a nice day.” And with that he hurried off towards his next destination.Īfter arriving at my beautiful mansion estate in the beautiful city of Deren, I began unwrapping the package. Good luck in finding those potion reagents.” “No sire, it only has an inscription that is addressed only to you. Do you know who sent it?” Tobias was one of Warlic’s many Mage-apprentices. “Sire, sire! There is a package that has arrived from an unknown area, yet it is addressed to you,” "Another good day of training." I thought to myself I set my left hand down as the practice dummies burst into a wall of amber flames. (Two months before the start of the Necromancer vs Paladin War). Who were they? Are they still alive? Little did I know, some of the answers to my questions would come at the most unexpected time…………………………… And I would not have it any other way.īut somewhere, deep down inside of me, I desired to know more about my mother and my father.
I dedicated my life to the protection and preservation of all that is good in this land. Being in so many great wars for the last few years has honed my battle skills, while training under the careful watch of renowned mages Master Warlic, Master Sano, and even under Legendary Assassins Wallo and Shii. I moved on and aspired to become a great mage of Lore. I wondered what life would have been like with my real parents, though I never dwelled on it too much.
I, Muchiha Mythios, was raised in a foster home by a loving couple in Battleon ever since I can remember.
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