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The Paleblood is not without its drawbacks - though all Hunters are known to be obsessed with their quarry, some may take this obsession to extremes. Over time, the hunt seems to consume some Necromancers, driving them to take greater and greater risks in order to seek out anything they deem a threat to the Scarred Wasteland and their Mother’s creed. Still others seem to lose their sense of discernment altogether, accusing allies and sometimes even those on the Council of being Lichs or eldritch beings in secret, attacking them and any other dragons who get in their way.

These Hunters are said to be "blood-drunk", driven mad by their unending hunt for the Portal's creatures or those who have given themselves to the Shade, who would pervert their Mother's gifts in their service to it. The kindest thing to do for one of these Necromancers is to put them down quickly, granting them the mercy of a clean death rather than the slow descent into madness.

Day 24: Reborn

She'd been an ordinary dragon, once.

Then she'd become a Necromancer, and been birthed again of Plague. Plague was her chosen identity as well as her birth identity.

When the call had gone out to attack the creatures of the Portal, she had obeyed. There she had found The Presence. As its benevolent ichor had flowed through her veins, she was once more awakened, once more reborn. The Presence and the Plaguebringer are one, together with the other deities. There is nothing but Them, and the Shade is the enemy. The Shade must be fought. The Shade must be killed.