Liliana Vess Defiant Necromancer

"What?" Liliana shook her head. "Oh no, darling, that's fine. My objection is one of...outlook and intention. And method, I suppose. They take what is an art and try to mimic it in their filthy little labs, stinking of chemicals, sewing flesh together, but for them, the importance is not their creation, but proving their latest theory correct. They have no compunctions about abandoning their creatures if they do not fit their grand plans. They create their abominations as testimony to their egos and their inflated sense of cleverness. I find them wasteful, tedious, and bereft of taste of imagination, and yet, they get lumped in with the rest of necromancy." She wrinkled her nose. "Our relationship is, I suppose, something of a master craftsman and the people who created the kind of trash our shops were transformed into last week, if that makes sense?"