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~39 AD

Morin Khur Sewers, inside of the Alchemy/Necromancy Laboratory.

Wyndorn

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Like many of the bodies I receive, these two are gravely thin.

I have yet to perfect these particular rituals. Ana'dil is not a tongue familiar to me, and I have neither Sarducaans nor Bediai to help me translate.

If I am performing the rituals correctly, key parts of it remain incomplete.

I have heard legends of Kebechet cultists roaming the sands of Sarducaa, existing as impossible-to-track mobile husks who have truly bested death and even kept some semblance of their wits about them.

If I were to find an immortal, surely it would be a Sarducaan.

I wonder often what state of a being that is. Absolutely no depiction of immortality attained through necromancy is ever described as painless or graceful.

Surely there is some truth to that, and if they truly do exist and hide so thoroughly…perhaps it is for a reason?

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