To the old Conor knowledge of the death of Kerkis The Bald, The Last Necromancer would have made little difference. Perhaps he would have stroked his long red beard, or looked thoughtfully into the clouds trying to decyper if Necromancy affected rainfall. Conor was a farmer, and his sons were the sons of a farmer, and his daughter was Nane.
The summer heat cast it's hand upon the children of the Levi farmstead, it gave no mercy despite the celebrations that
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