<img src="https://community.akamai.steamstatic.com/economy/emoticon/lh_lich" alt=":lh_lich:" class="emoticon"> I am a Necromancer. With that said, I am also the only Healer you will ever need in this band of mercenaries you've put together. <img src="https://community.akamai.steamstatic.com/economy/emoticon/lh_uded" alt=":lh_uded:" class="emoticon">
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<div class="bb_h1"> Poetry Notes</div>
"Becoming Vicious, No one cared who I was...Until I put on the mask. Like a boy killing snakes, I will fade into dark. Changing the world...For better or worse. Making crime into a art form. It was the only way to make Sure."
"We of Mercenary Mind, with the Mark of the Serpent, wander through twisted passages beyond the front line of war. Yet even under dead silence, with nerves of steel and a plan to rival the calamity, all we find are Wolves luring us to our Graves. Like the shimmering light in the deep night sky, it only takes a moment for us to make a mistake and vanish without a trace."
"One day my Father came home and said to me, like in the movies with Black Ties and White Noise running through the background, 'In order to touch the sky, you got to start real low.' He turned stealing into a form of art, a burning love for treasure and loot. City to city he ran round and round, petty theft, to big bank jobs. Then one day he got a phone call and committed one of the biggest heists in the continent. When it was all over he came home and hid in plain sight. 'And if you can do that, the World is Yours.'"