My name is Niamh Daelian and I am one of two daughters of the Grey Necromancer Astoshan and the living goddess Alfhilda, and I am a necromancer. From my birth it there was no question as to who I took after, my pale skin and white hair made me a replicate of my father while my twin sister was dark of hair and sun kissed skin like our mother. From a young age I was an energetic curious child who was always following my father wherever he went, even when it was deep into his lair where I would run among the dead; using the undead hoards as my playmates and dress up dolls. As I grew I began to study all the books I could get my hands on that covered all manner of death and the undead. My sister and I were never close, me having an affinity and love for the dead and her taking after our mother and preferring the living and all things in nature; we would get into fights because with my curiosity I would occasionally kill her creations. While my sister studied and eventually became a druid of the wild I delved even deeper into the shadows and immersed myself in all my studies wanting to not only reach my fathers level but surpass him one day. Just as I reached my thirteenth summer I created my first undead. I had been delivering a monthly shipment to the Lich Mistress Lyeneru with whom my father had an interesting relationship with when my wagon was attacked by bandits; I cannot blame them for attacking me as they saw a young girl child and thought me an easy target. What they did not know was that inside the wagon along with the undead I was transporting in crates was my fathers familiar, Tuomio. Standing at six foot seven the creature who resembled a wendigo tore through the bandits. It was from these bodies that I picked the strongest and brought him back as mine, I would later work alongside my father to craft him into my image. It was from this bonding time that I created my own familiar. Crafting him out of the body of one of the bandits and some parts from my fathers own undead. My life continued along that same path for the next few years, when I turned sixteen I was formally inducted into the service of the Evening Glory. I delved deeply into my studies of the rituals and ways of life, wanting nothing more than to grow my own power base and learn all there was. I began to learn about the other realms, this was something I had always knew about but had little knowledge; my father had no interest in such things as he found all he wanted in this world with my mother and his abilities. But I wanted something more, I wanted to know all there was to know about the world around me and would do whatever it took to achieve my goal. .