The Dead Rabbit, Undying.

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It had been close to a year now since the news would have broken from the snowy tundra of Xuefeng. One of the few remaining necromancers of the Morning star that had been terrorizing the continent had been captured and put to death.With a sword driven through the stomach and their body kicked from the tallest cliff in the lands it would have been rightful to assume that the Lapine Mercenary turned Necromancer had perished.

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And yet...

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Rumors begin to circulate.

A familiar looking Knight had been seen with a Zweihander planted firmly through their stomach traveling briefly in the woods.

Surely it was nothing but rumors.

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At least they were believed to be rumors until the Knight appeared within the seedy underbelly of Meranthe, where criminals and other ne'er do wells have always hung out to escape the law. And upon a seat did The Dark Hare known as Minerva sit. And from that seat did the Hare begin to spread a simple message to those that were present, one that would find itself spreading out to other parts of the country.

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The Morningstar has yet to dim.

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The Hare has begun seeking recruits into the ranks of the Morningstar 

Those that wish to learn of the arts of necromancy may find tutelage should they pass a test.

And those poor men and women who have suffered beneath the heels of Zealot and Theocratic Noble may find solace and an open invitation to speak with the Dark Hare, Minerva as well. For safety perhaps in numbers under the Morning Light. Or worse, an undead revolution.

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She accepts letters if they wish to setup a scene or discuss matters with the Lapine!