A necromancer by the name of Blaire Shard has utilized her forces to offer life to three perished spirits, an actual life after death with some set backs, giving these resentful spirits another opportunity to be something better and fix the mistakes...
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A young lady moved alone amidst a show corridor to the rhythm of silence that chased after her. The walls enclosing, surrounding her were constructed using enormous rocks that were made to manufacture this presently fallen empire.
Maybe it was war? Or on the other hand something cleared out it's people whom used to hold royal banquets and special occasions, individuals would meander the small village that settled underneath the edge of the castle grounds, selling and exchanging their possessions, children giggling and playing as the morning sun beamed down on their cheery bright faces, thieves that snuck in obscurity, sneaking in for cold hard currency and whatever else they could lay their dirty hands on, such a great amount of could of went on hundreds of years back, yet the only thing that was left in these remains was a young lady with piercing dim eyes, long locks of profound dull dark colored hair, fair skin, all covered up under an enormous dark cloak that hung over top of her, hiding herself.
This young lady passed by the name of Blaire Shards, the last blood relative from her family. You might wonder what has lead such an other-worldly young lady to wind up here in this void of dejection and despair, we'll simply need to begin toward the start...
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Blaire was naturally born into a group of twisted thieves that had settled down in this village they created some place in the depths of a thick curved backwoods.
She had two parents who adored her beyond a reasonable doubt and was as well an only child, so most part of her youth was engaged around her. Her father was the supposed leader/chief of this little guild they had and obviously her mother was his better half so her family would get a considerable amount of finds that a good portion of the others would come back with.
As she grew up, those soothing voices that once sung her to sleep transformed into screams and broken glass breaking all over. The thing is, Blaire's father wasn't fulfilled enough with his life and what he did to fill that empty void within him was to fill it up with alcohol.
He'd drink and drink until he'd take his anger out on her mother. Blaire would consistently attempt to hide away inside her room yet the walls weren't thick enough to shut out the shouting cries of her mother.
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At some point while her mother was severely harmed to a mishap, her and her dad went out to an nearby town that had a lot of merchandise, particularly rich with stocks of food of numerous sorts.
Blaire was told by her father and was going to remain by close to the tree line while she watched her father's strategies and systems so she could do this when she was somewhat more established, it was an unsafe task, particularly when the town was additionally administered by a kingdom loaded up with guards at ever turn.
As she watched her dad vanishing into the shadows, realizing that he'd turn out at some point, she heard and new voice from behind her, practically like a murmured so she immediately convoluted and yet saw nothing aside from the way that there was a suspicious red glow originating from more profound inside the woods.
