Hmm... you both really mistake me for someone who cares about your oppinions of me. The reason I am responding at all, is that you both make assumtions which have no basis in truth. I am NOT ascending or aspiring to Godhood. I am merely a necromancer. A talented one at that. As for standing on the shoulders of others to gain this knowledge, nothing could be further from the truth. Dacian has of course taught me all he can about necromancy, but through my own research, not that of any vampire or occultists, I have achieved my goals. If any credit is due beyond my own laborious efforts, I would thank Valor for the use of his laboratory while I worked.
As any undead, I can be killed. As any undead, I am a bit harder to kill than living creatures. Those of you who wish to convocate me to a locked cellar and team me to a bloody pudding, will find that a non-corporeal form is hard to puncture with weapons of metal.
As for the paragraph upon paragraph of how much you love me or think I am an honourless fool, I have not one comment. Your oppinions are not worth swaying, to be honest. We are what we are, and after many many years here, I have truely learned to accept that. Example: Vexlore, once the best man at my wedding, is now my enemy for bracing myself against Lord Twilights Order. Do I hate him now? No. I stopped caring long ago.
-E. Lucoster, the born again pagan, and maker of the few choices which truely are his in a universe of preordination.
So much of the oppinionated tripe on this board on who killed who and "you honourless fool"... yawn....once you really learn to not give a damn about your fellow man, and concentrate on your own existance, you will find a strength that no parent, GuildMaster, guild trainer can teach you. It comes from inside you, sooner or later. For some, much later.

Penned by my hand on the 9th of Miraman, in the year 248 AF.