[ All that tomb business, says Viktor, and for an instant God is still; for an instant, God exhales what might almost be a laugh. All that tomb business.
Instead he just says: ] Since last fall. I was the first of us to wash up here. [ Which is funny, and fitting, considering. The First Necromancer all over again. ] Didn't take long to settle in... there's some overlap between our forms of magic. I've taken to studying the gap.
[ The study, when they reach it, is everything one might expect: an ornate but shabby set of furniture, a collection of abandoned tea mugs, and a hundred different bits of bone. There are Archive books and stacks of paper, odd little animal skulls, vials of what might be Beast blood roiling with gentle malevolence in the shelves on the walls. Bloodstones of all colors, Beast's bone stained black. None of it is behind glass, but many items sit behind ward lines. ]
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Instead he just says: ] Since last fall. I was the first of us to wash up here. [ Which is funny, and fitting, considering. The First Necromancer all over again. ] Didn't take long to settle in... there's some overlap between our forms of magic. I've taken to studying the gap.
[ The study, when they reach it, is everything one might expect: an ornate but shabby set of furniture, a collection of abandoned tea mugs, and a hundred different bits of bone. There are Archive books and stacks of paper, odd little animal skulls, vials of what might be Beast blood roiling with gentle malevolence in the shelves on the walls. Bloodstones of all colors, Beast's bone stained black. None of it is behind glass, but many items sit behind ward lines. ]