No. They want us wiped from existence. Necromancy is our way of life, the breath of my people, the only way we survive... the only way I raised us from the ashes. They would see us eradicated. Every necromantic man, woman, and child.
[ He sets the tea down untouched with a clink of porcelain, then leans forward over his knees. Remina watches from the corner, silent. ]
I am the necromancer. All the rest are my children, and the River is my domain. I have the keys of death... et cetera.
[ What your cavalier was, says Viktor, and for a moment God closes his terrible black-hole eyes. He leans back in his chair and says, again so terribly patient: ]
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No. They want us wiped from existence. Necromancy is our way of life, the breath of my people, the only way we survive... the only way I raised us from the ashes. They would see us eradicated. Every necromantic man, woman, and child.
[ He sets the tea down untouched with a clink of porcelain, then leans forward over his knees. Remina watches from the corner, silent. ]
I am the necromancer. All the rest are my children, and the River is my domain. I have the keys of death... et cetera.
[ What your cavalier was, says Viktor, and for a moment God closes his terrible black-hole eyes. He leans back in his chair and says, again so terribly patient: ]
There's the mixup: I am not a Lyctor.
[ And they loop. ]