Hidden Necromancer
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Last published Sat, Jan 9, 2021
Lady Anastasia Graystrider heads to a haunted, abandoned mansion to rid it of the undead. However, can she keep her desire to be a necromancer a secret in a land where it's outlawed? Can she rid the mansion of the undead before they start to invade the farm land?
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