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Author: Psychomaze
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There is much animosity toward Necromancers. Most people who don't understand think of us as cold, cruel, evil and having a morbid macabre fascination of death.
Death is the ultimate dilemma. In every culture, there is death. Death is what gives live meaning. Without it, life would only be a state of lingering apathy with no purpose.
I have a rather deep respect for life and I have a even deeper respect for death. I don't see myself as evil, but rather neutral and impartial to the study of the enigma of life and death.
I could go into a chronological story on how I came to be and talk about the events of my life and how I came from a lineage of the greatest Necromancers ever known in Tyria, but I see no point in it. Anyone who is a Necromancer would understand the driving need and aspiration to unlock the riddle of mortality. So I will not bore you with trivial details of the past.
I am a avid student to the bures of Grenth, and I have been well educated by my mentors.
When The Searing happened, I began to understand a new concept of Life and Death and that was the need for survival. As part of my own survival and for the survival of all that I've known and have been concerned about, I have joined the fight against the Charr.
I fight in knowing that those who have passed on the eclipse of life into death, will be pleased in knowing that I also fight for them.
As a side note, and being reminded of my own mortal coil, I will miss my family and my mentors who did not make it through The Searing.
There is much that I need to do, so I must take my leave of you. With any luck, we will meet again as allies on the battle field.
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