Magic Wielders → The Necromancer
His ledger is always balanced. In for a penny, in for a pound. His price list is never a game of risk and reward. Some come to him so desperate he demands all the gold they’re good for. He whispers. Their loved ones whisper back. They will never say everything that those left behind to live wish to hear. Others smile in a way that makes him chuckle. He works his craft for free then. There’s no need for him to bleed them dry when the monsters they want summoned will do the job for him.
His nights may be lonely- but he’s never longed for any company besides the dead.