:It wasn’t Cam who called for help. It was me. But I do not believe I intended to bring you here, and for that I apologize.:
In this state of semi-reality between conscious and nothingness, Palamedes cannot contain his emotions the way he usually would. He is sorry to have disrupted the trajectory of Need’s life, but he is also desperate. He is the greatest necromancer of his generation, and yet he fears that he is not good enough to save the people matter most to him. He is the leader of his people, and a boy dead at age twenty who would very much like to hug his mother. He is very, very tired.
Need, whatever else she is, is tired, too. But she is powerful. Even through Pal’s suspicions, he feels a glimmer of hope. Maybe there is a reason this is the being that answered his call.
:Because I died, and I did not have the luxury of resting peacefully. There are people that need us, Camilla and me both.: A pause. :Did you see the skeletal remains of a human hand resting on the desk in the corner?:
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In this state of semi-reality between conscious and nothingness, Palamedes cannot contain his emotions the way he usually would. He is sorry to have disrupted the trajectory of Need’s life, but he is also desperate. He is the greatest necromancer of his generation, and yet he fears that he is not good enough to save the people matter most to him. He is the leader of his people, and a boy dead at age twenty who would very much like to hug his mother. He is very, very tired.
Need, whatever else she is, is tired, too. But she is powerful. Even through Pal’s suspicions, he feels a glimmer of hope. Maybe there is a reason this is the being that answered his call.
:Because I died, and I did not have the luxury of resting peacefully. There are people that need us, Camilla and me both.: A pause. :Did you see the skeletal remains of a human hand resting on the desk in the corner?: