*As I enterd the reception chambers I realized once again that every person in the room took a glance at me and and felt a fear they have never felt before. The fear is the unknown. The fear is not understandable. For I have lived almost my entire life like this... Being the creature... Being the one of the Necromantic Arts... It was never always like this... But to understand that, you'd have to go back... Back to when the death started... (Read Background Info) Trust is a gift not given yet I felt that I might have a chance at a new life here. I felt that maybe they would let me study my art in peace underground somewhere away from the general public. I would gladly give my life.. Many Times *Evily grins* to help defend their land. I Study the secrets of death. This is my gift, and my curse. What vile visions everyone must have of me. I'll show them... I'll show them that I can be of use. I can do more than they think. Then they won't fear me. *I grabbed a very sharp talon from my cold dark robes and dipped it in the ink and started to fill out all the required papers.* *I then walked away slowly out of the chambers secretly slipping into the darkness of the rain outside* Yes.. The rain of ages plot again to wash away revelation.*