No One Ever Wants My Appraisal Services

"Necromancy."

"Are you sure?"

"Pretty sure." No one ever asks for my opinion on any number of useful skills I have. Did you know I'm a fantastic wine taster? I am, I can discern the flavor and vintage of any wine that passed by my lips. Also with all my years on this world I can appraise real from fake antiques no issue. On top of those wonderfully useful skills I'm a damn fine business negotiator and I'm a dance innovator! But no, no one ever wants those abilities. It's always for necromancy, when someone absolutely needs my top skills, its always the ones I'm not that proud of.

The person currently afflicted by necromancy was a small child. She was in pain, but not dead, which was weird for Necromancy but not unheard of. Modere is lucky I have such a great memory, or I would have had to return to my shop to get one of my several volumes of work I'd written on the nature of magic, but thankfully for him I remember just about everything I write (more or less except journal entries as my continuity, spelling, and geography can attest to). It was a bit odd the child was not killed outright by the necromancy, but this wasn't a simple soul tap. Someone had linked themself to the girl to make her suffer, one could suggest the suffering was the intent.

"Can you fix it?" People assume that like all magic you can simply counter and destroy bad magic with good magic. Its not true at all, its a bit like asking one seamstress to sew the exact same way a previous one had done, only in this case the seam is someones life, and the sewing a dangerous magical spell that could just as easily kill me as the girl or everyone else in the room.

"Potentially." That was mostly a lie, but seeing as I was with a sin, the members of his higher order and the girl was apparently some big mucky mucks something or other, telling them I couldn't help the young child would get me dumped in a ditch somewhere.

"What would you need?" Mordere spoke for them, it was strange for someone I thought of as being a loner being linked with this group, but horrific things make for strange bed fellows I guess.

"Its going to be a rather long list." And it was, and I'll get into that tommorrow, but just know that thankfully someone else wrote that list because my hand writing as you can attest to is awful beyond words.