This would have been a touching moment were it not for the fact that dark blue flames appeared on the mages body,in his last moments, the smile turned into a look of horror as he identified the blue flames as the flames of a necromantic spell.
Among all mages both in the light and in the dark , the most feared and detested are the necromancers . this is due to the fact that they are usually unscrupulous in their efforts to obtain corpses using wars,slaves and raids to acquire bodies but the reason why it's truly hated by the majority of mages is that it not only removes souls from their intended cycle but also leads to soul decay. Soul decay is the tainting of the soul by necromantic power leading to the slow destruction of the soul.
As the light disapeared from Sander's eyes , his soul was extracted from his body and turned into a small silver orb with a few red spots on it.
Holding the soul ,Azrael was surprised as from the amount of crimes he'd been accused of, he should have had a more reddish soul. Concentrating a bit, he activated a spell from the necromantic path called soul search and soul screening.
Soul search as one could guess accesses ones memories while soul screening detects any abnormalities in the soul and to a certain extent manipulates the soul as one of his first self made spells he was proud of it .
Looking through Sander's memories as he recalled the look of stupefaction on old man zed having learnt soul severing in a few days and becoming a true necromancer he couldn't help but smile wryly as the old man died on a mission a month ago.
Letting out a sigh, he focused on the memories of Sander's research and any information that could help as a foundation for the growth of his tradingcarravan with Alan such as money and information on trade routes.
Sanders didn't disappoint , with around fifty thousand gold as his savings and a little dirt regarding a few traders he'd used over the years , Alan's trading company was assured a good start as for his research , it even impressed Azrael and even though he was disgusted with some of his methods, he had to admit that Sander's was truly genius, mad genius but genius nonetheless.
The point of this man's research was the root of talent and how one could steal talent from the talented.
After looking through his life , it wasn't that surprising after looking through his life , an illegitimate son of a noble, hated by the nobles wife his mother was killed and he was thrown into slavery all because his talent was lacking his father lost interest in him and his mother.
Struggling and clawing his way from slavery he managed to become an apprentice mage with just a bit more time he was about to become a rank one mage especially since his research had recently born fruit.
Looking at the soul and recalling this mans life he placed a seal on his soul that looked like a scale enshrouded in wings.
This effectively marked Sander's soul preventing it from passing on .
Summoning and storing the soul in his sea of consciousness he stride over to sanders lab and emptied it leaving not a tile unturned.
By morning all anyone could see was the smoking embers of what remained of Sander's residence. This greatly shocked the locals as sanders was a truly competent mage yet all that was left of him were a few bones in the ruins of his house.
This spooked more members of the blood river gang causing some to run and get executed for it.
After a few days when things began to somewhat settle down , a rank one mage and two mage apprentices at the middle level showed up and flattened the blood river gang. A month later a trading company appeared dealing in rare goods, information and some mercenary work.
It was the first time in the history of the Polaris world that the term mercenary was used and the name Alan Mors was heard on the lips of man . this caused a slight ripple through the world.