Character: Tashi

It's not murder. Fool to kill any of them. Drunk on rage...
In another case.
If you are internally not the killer - it will eat you. Simply corrode with acid and destroyed. Sooner or later, you will not be able to live with this burden on your soul. He will break out, and as it happens, in what form - rush knows. Murderers, necromancers are seen as clearly as ghosts, as demons. Yes, and some mages. Any taking of a life pulling out a piece of the aura. There remains or wound, or black.

Don't do debt. Especially those without which you can do.

Harvesting necromancers? And here is how.
Any mage can wield the power. However, we can say that force owns the magician. It permeates every cell, and if force is not used, possible splashes it into space. If it's magic water, wait for rain or storm. If fire can burn down half the town.
And necromancy... night of the living dead - not fiction. It really was. When one stupid necromancer released from the control of force. And stood dead all around the city. Those who are not burned. And there were many. Very much. Got up and went well. Who is home, who else is where... the Necromancer, then fled. And the city was cleared after several years.

The cry of a slave would not remain unpunished. But the end of the whip firmly stuck under the heel of Tashi. Therefore an overseer cursed, but nobody dared. And correctly. Necromancers are good and fluffy. But vindictive... Tasha didn't like to hurt people, but this particular person he gladly would sent bone rot. For a start...

Funny, but dark loved the heat, sunshine, fire... whatever was said by the priests of the four-faced, they are somewhat like snakes. And where you saw the snake that loves the cold?

And remember, child, that move not only your feet, but also soul, and mind, and will...
- What is a will? - decided to find Tasha.
- The will is the power of your soul. Will allow you to do what you want, in spite of circumstances. With the help of will, the necromancer causes the dead to change and to act against the will help food can command a consumer.
- I've heard such words. It's hard. How can the sheep tell the beast?
- Maybe a sheep if you will find the way... - lowering his voice, said the Teacher.
- Which way? - barely audible said Tasha.
- The way to the heart of the beast...

Necromancer, if all witches were like you, our Hoshi no work would be left.
- But-but - he shook his finger Tashi. - I'm evil and bloodthirsty. I put on a post.

Night.
For some it is a time of fear. For some people, memories. For someone working hours. For a necromancer the night is friend. Affectionate, kind, thoughtful surrounds the shoulders of a dark blanket and showered the road with stars.
At night, the necromancers are free. It's their time and their world.

- You are an invaluable man, sutro.
- It is appreciated. The five kings.
Hoshi laughed, briefly:
- I was the worst opinions about the necromancers.
- I thought people eat? You tasteless.

- Who you just said that rush is evil and agony?
- What, no?
Tasha grinned wryly:
- Consultation is free. So. What Cityrealty that rush, they all get power from your shower. Only in different ways. Cityrealty in the light, rush - in the dark. You're just going to close my eyes, fall asleep for a long time, and then Wake up in someone else's body. And start a new life.
And flour? Pain?
Day cannot exist without night. All equilibrium. And who said that the glare of the sun better than a cozy night?

- A young man - fangs flashed in the twilight - at my age necromancers are either careful or dead.

Friends we choose for ourselves. But it Cityrealty punishing us relatives. So keep your head up. You are not to blame.

- Do you want to rent a house.
I really want it. Believe me, the guest, I'm quiet (the bodies do not make a lot of noise), accurate (not all around the putrid smell will stink), will pay on time and try not to put you to any trouble.

I am a good man. Won't kill you. But you very much regret.