Champion Greninjoid
Torch God
“...Was?”
"Ah, don't worry, you are just on time.""Blight, my preparations are complete. I have ensured this place's beginning to go smoothly. Although now comes the question of what is next. I won't rush you, of course. Take the time you need."
“…S-she was murdered…the cult captured her, and used a poisoned whip on her before she escaped with Ink’s help…she managed to keep herself alive until Ink turned eighteen…but even a Dryad can only survive poison for so long, and she died shortly after…she’s buried by a nearby living tree…Ink still hasn’t completely recovered from losing her…and honestly, neither have I…”“...Was?”
"I suppose I chose necromancy over the others because it seemed interesting and different from all of the others. And I liked the idea of having undead do things for me I suppose. Although I still dabbled a little in pyromancy as well.""Impeccable timing." Velika examines the cartouche, "So, what made you study necromancy? I understand it's a dying art these days, and we are doing this to rectify that, but tell me, what made you interested in necromancy? Was it because you were curious or something else?"
“Well, yes…but she never mentioned anyone by name…she wanted to make sure the cult could never connect enough dots to find the hero and his gear…”“...Oh. Did she ever talk about anyone she used to know?”
(4)(wait what was the character limit again..?)
((Was this pun intended?))" I understand it's a dying art these days,
“Wha- he IS?!”*Ink runs out to the others.*
“I have some big news! Solam is still alive! He’s living in the mountains! We just need to go find him!”
Ghosty seems to react to this.*Ink runs out to the others.*
“I have some big news! Solam is still alive! He’s living in the mountains! We just need to go find him!”
(At this point, not really, it has just been described as a dying art throughout this entire rp so it kinda just is what it is.)Champion Greninjoid said:((Was this pun intended?))
"Well...I've had some friends over the years, but only really recently. For a very long time, I had no-one. It wasn't really a matter of acceptance from others, it was if they were alive or not.""Ah, a stance of practicality. I can respect that, just as I use my constructs in the art of artifice and allomancy. Pyromancy is an interesting choice, but at the very least, if you required an enemy to be truly dead, reducing them to ash would save the risk of another necromancer reviving them. You are quite skilled with your craft indeed. Although, how lonely has it been? I'd expect that it wouldn't have been easy for others to accept your profession with it being a nearly dying art now."
(that's something that Blight would absolutely love to hear, were he at the village.)*Ink runs out to the others.*
“I have some big news! Solam is still alive! He’s living in the mountains! We just need to go find him!”