φCadeφ groans and thuds his forehead on the table. He’s been trying to research Necromancy for the past two and a half days but mostly turning up empty. None of the books his Aunt Lucinda had left him covered the subject. He understood why of course, the quote unquote ‘dark arts’, while not inherently evil despite common wisdom, were risky at best. Death is one of the most

intrinsic, ingrained aspects of the Consensus, so even ignoring all the other dangers, the potential Paradox backlash could be deadly. Regardless, it was becoming more and more clear that the spiritual arts are going to be a vital tool for him to have. Between the Mage turned Wraith that apparently hangs around the Chantry, a ghost ship that is terrorizing the city, and a drug that lets

sleepers see the dead, this particular gap in Cade’s training is turning into a major handicap. So for the past sixty some hours he’s been trying to research what he can. Unfortunately, without a tome of his own to reference, he has been forced to turn to the internet. Sometimes legitimate magic could be found in the dark corners of the web. So far though, nothing he found seems to be

worth anything. As much as he hates it, Cade begins to think that he is going to have to go to Ramirez completely unprepared. He had intended to seek his mentorship from the start, but he wants to make a good impression, especially after the whole debaucle in the woods with the shapeshifters. Cade groans again and leans back in his chair at the thought. The embarassment has not ebbed in

the slightest, despite the fact that Ramirez, Daedalus and Cecilia have been incredibly supportive. Frustrated, Cade deletes the file containing all the garbage he has found so far regarding Necromancy and rolls his chair over to the closet and pulls a grimoire out of a box. “No point wasting any more time. Might as well get started on…” He flips the book over to read the cover.

“Principles of the Material Form and Spatial Relativity: A Guide to Conjuration. Huh…alright, that sounds…exhilirating.” He chuckles and wheels back over to the desk. “Alright Hecatrix, lets get to scanning.”