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[RP] Rebellion: time of day: Morning Weather: Stormy Moon phase: half moon.

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Tickles:
Hamon stands up, he didn't like where this was going.

Personally, I sold my soul to obtain my powers, but most just learn a resurrection spell out of a book and acquire parts to build at least one minion. There isn't much knowledge of it I'm afraid, as it is seen as being a very, unethicle practice.

He wished he knew where this was going. If anything, he would be stuck with a brat who didn't know better and wanted to look powerful.

Unless you find someone willing to sell their soul, I'm afraid there is no way to "create" a necromancer.

The-Blades-slave:
Do you remember the boy you captured from the village? We believe with a little persuasion he could become a very powerful Necromancer, that is where you come in. Now let's hear about the mark, would the boy need one as well?

The leader ran his fingers together, awaiting answers.

WhatThePumpkin:
The inhuman giggled madly. " Nonsense. I still haven't eaten yet, ad I refuse to die until I fix that!"
He almost dodged the stone, but, because it was thrown rather low, it hit him in the nose. He grinned as it bounced off, and kicked it aside, rubbing the fresh mark there. It was gleeding, and the wound on is nose opened uo in response.
" Oh great. I don't have my thread..."
He glared at the warrior. " Throw one more stone. I dare you."

Tony was being pecked at by a rather friendly, playful bird.
" Knock it off."

Tickles:
Hamon smirks a bit.

This is the mark of Siraset, the Lich King.If the boy offers his soul to him, then he would gain this mark. However, summoning Siraset is not too easy. Tonight is perfect, but you would have to act fast if you wish to make his a necromancer. I can prepare the ritual, but he must be the one to complete it.

Hamon took off his shirt to reveal a scar over where his heart is.

The boy must recite the incantation, then stab himself in the heart. He will be sent to Siraset's realm. If the boy fails, he will die.

The-Blades-slave:
GN post @ Cortex

The leader waves him away,

Prepare the ritual, the boy shall be ready.

 Raithen

Raithen smiled an said

Fine I won't throw it.

He charged and swung his fist at the man's head, with the rocks edge sticking out.

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