Her father did say she preferred the company of books than other people. More than 100 years later, that still rung true for Liliana. Especially when she came across a new... maybe not obsession, but passion or curiosity. The concept of necromancy had always held a certain fascination for Liliana. Now that she was no longer under the Brotherhood’s thumb, she saw this a perfect opportunity to expand her knowledge on the subject.
Liliana’s pursuit of knowledge led her to some long-forgotten keep where, rumor had it, there was a library that had a few lost tomes on the subject. A small part of her hoped no bandits or brigands had claimed the ruins for themselves. She could handle herself in a fight, to be sure, it’s just Liliana was more of a lover than a fighter.
Leaving her horse a small ways away, Liliana walked towards the main door of the keep, gently knocking on the door jamb. “Anyone home?”
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