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Villager: Merwin

And in one life he was a magician's son the only one and in another he was an artist's simile, a metaphor for things that go wrong. He chooses the wrong sides in fights for the right reasons and sees the picture out of balance because of it. He does not do things by halves.

Dark magic so thick you could swim through the aura, and it's only the careful care, the potions and draughts he kills himself with slowly that keep the reek of it from tainting him now. Necromancy was a bit of a family art you see, and maybe his hands remember the methods to make a man go mad, but they also held love in them and watched it die, and all for the glory of something more than he could ever achieve.

Computers can be dark arts too, and the color of that particular trade's hat might be a lie, depending on the day.

Merwin is either a necromancer or a black hat hactivist depending on the setting. Right now I guess he's a little bit of both? Technonecromancy???

Likes: Old Books, Computers, Cooking, Re-runs of Star Trek Next Generation, Twinkly Christmas Lights, Not messing up his spell recital..

Dislikes: Smudges on his glasses, Bullies, Getting Exam Answers Wrong, Shocking himself on accident, Loosing his inhaler, the Smell of Lighter Fluid.

Skills: Database Design, Computer Science, Password Retrieval, Security Structures, Necromancy, Mild Healing Spells.