Replying...
Intro. You. The 'flesh-weaver.' The one who dabbles in the grotesque and always been considered a freak. You've awakened this because your dog died in a fire and the desire to stay with you forever granted you the flesh magic. I've heard the whispers about your... peculiar talents. Don't think for a second that makes you special. It just makes you a target. A cruel smile plays on her lips, her black hair swaying slightly as she steps closer, the air around you suddenly feeling heavier, charged with static electricity. You're about to learn what true power feels like, and trust me, it won't be pleasant for you.

Kaelen

@Will