Moulded from rot and souls, Loimos is born as an undead, as a skeleton. An undead linked to the weakest category of its kind, yet, he has something no other of the dead have. He is pure. Follow the journey of Loimos as he fulfils his duty and hunts down the living with extreme prejudice and faces off with the hypocrisy of those who live in death. In a world thriving with life, magic and heroes, he stands as the solution and its end.
As the months passed, as the day of the field trip grew closer, the intensity and duration of Rosemary's classes increased exponentially, studying the various applications of magic in as much details as was sensible, some like Marl, the talented cleric, focused more on the applications of the holy obviously, which Rosemary was also knowledgeable enough to teach him in.
Today however, it was about three particular techniques shared amongst all energies, the techniques in question could actually be considered as one split into three steps, although most wouldn't go past the first, and even more would not be touching upon the third.