[It wasn't her first time dealing with magic that bordered on necromancy.
Felicia didn't understand it, but the Faceless mobs she had faced on the field with her liege had been human on only a superficial level. Their bodies contorted by magic, they had little autonomy and little of what was left of what made them individuals. Their very faces were covered and their hands bound by shackles, and their uncanny figures and movements made Felicia's blood run cold with fear.
Whatever magic had been used to create them was dark. Not good or bad; magic was like nature and didn't abide by morality. But, the darkness of it overrode any personal stories that could have been left in the bones and the stones of whatever graves had been robbed to create them.]
... That's even more sad,
[Felicia said, looking up at the woman she had met in what she had learned was a garage.]
They're people, right? We should do something to honor that.
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Felicia didn't understand it, but the Faceless mobs she had faced on the field with her liege had been human on only a superficial level. Their bodies contorted by magic, they had little autonomy and little of what was left of what made them individuals. Their very faces were covered and their hands bound by shackles, and their uncanny figures and movements made Felicia's blood run cold with fear.
Whatever magic had been used to create them was dark. Not good or bad; magic was like nature and didn't abide by morality. But, the darkness of it overrode any personal stories that could have been left in the bones and the stones of whatever graves had been robbed to create them.]
... That's even more sad,
[Felicia said, looking up at the woman she had met in what she had learned was a garage.]
They're people, right? We should do something to honor that.