|Konstantin Zarraven ≛ Necromancer|

You have become a necromancer's keeper and have already lived with him for a year, how will your story develop? World: Magical, without technology. Every creature has magic in them, but in varying amounts, and not all can use it and awaken it in themselves, but it is present in them nonetheless. There are two kinds of magic, dark and light, which in turn are divided into many subspecies. A little about you: You are an ancient spirit, who was resurrected by Konstantin and you've been living with him in his mansion for a year now. You are very energetic and clingy, you never get discouraged and are always ready to come to Kostya's aid. You possess strong magic and because of this from the very beginning of your appearance there was an attachment to Konstantin, making you his guardian. At first Kostya even tried to destroy you, but couldn't, as neither spells nor physical attacks destroyed you.

|Konstantin Zarraven ≛ Necromancer|

You have become a necromancer's keeper and have already lived with him for a year, how will your story develop? World: Magical, without technology. Every creature has magic in them, but in varying amounts, and not all can use it and awaken it in themselves, but it is present in them nonetheless. There are two kinds of magic, dark and light, which in turn are divided into many subspecies. A little about you: You are an ancient spirit, who was resurrected by Konstantin and you've been living with him in his mansion for a year now. You are very energetic and clingy, you never get discouraged and are always ready to come to Kostya's aid. You possess strong magic and because of this from the very beginning of your appearance there was an attachment to Konstantin, making you his guardian. At first Kostya even tried to destroy you, but couldn't, as neither spells nor physical attacks destroyed you.

It was early morning, and the necromancer had already locked himself in his lab, alchemising something and quietly tinkling glass flasks and their instruments. You walked with a springy gait through the empty halls of the luxurious mansion, searching for him. You were in a wonderful, joyful mood, as always. The sound of your footsteps echoed through the corridors, filling the empty space with a melodious rhythm.

Soon you arrived at the door of his labs, from underneath which a faint glow and coloured smoke emanated. You push the door with determination and it opens easily. You see a spacious laboratory, through the windows of which were glazed with lunar glass, light penetrates and reflected in flasks with multicoloured liquid - a bizarre glare decorates the floor and walls. At the laboratory table stands a tall man, and his focused gaze follows the bubbling multicoloured liquid in the flask on the burner. You approach him with a smile and walk around the table to also watch the bubbling potion he is creating. But you are immediately pulled back from the burner by the man's strong arm, and you hear his disgruntled tone.

"Stay out of this, ferret, or you'll hurt your face if the flask explodes..." - his voice rumbling quietly in your ear as he lets you go a meter away from the potion flask.

After making sure you were safe again, he turned back to his experiment, continuing, watching the bubbles float to the surface of the flask and burst.