"My Mother was the Daughter of a City Count, sent Away into the Country for the Usual Reason. She was a Slut! We were Twins. Mother doted on her but Not on Me! So I doted on Myself. While Velarise practiced her Lightning I Read A Lot. At age Fifteen, I heard Whispers of a Necromancer. In an Ancient Tomb I found Master Jordi Raventós, an Old Man and Necromancer who had Retreated from the World as I later did! 'Fools!' He would Exclaim between Coughs "I'll Show them All!" His Hands shook too badly to perform Much Magic, but his mind Remained Sharp. He was a Great Man.
He would Spend Hours detailing his theories about Necromancy between his tirades and only Touched me in Unseemly Ways a Few Times, which is the Price of Doing Business. Master Raventós had Spent his Entire Life working toward Lichdom. When He Died, He was Not Ready. So it Goes. He died During my Fifth year of Study, and I did not Kill Him. He was Just Old!
Velarise became an Adventurer Too! She had no Children, and Would then Later Fall in the War against Hell! Our Family Lived on (More of Less) in Me and Now in my Badgers!"
She thinks for a moment.
"I think those are the Important Parts!"