Munkustrap

So, then, did you want a second person fic?

Oh. My god. 

Let me be the first to tell you that if I had the time and the finger-juice I’d yell at you all day about Necromancer!Misto! But some quick facts:

-Mistoffelees is the descendant of a line of Necromancers. His mother and Tantomile were very close, so when she died Tantomile took Mistoffelees in and tried to teach him as much of the trade as she could. 

-There are two kinds of Necromancers: seekers and callers. Those who seek are made to restore and strengthen the dichotomy between life and death, and those who call (I.e. Macavity) try to blurr the lines and tend to deal with what we call Dark Magic.

-Often callers work for cash and are very manipulative and secretive about their trade. It usually involves binding souls, which involves corrupting them and later destroying them.

-Some do escape destruction and cause trouble in the Living world. And those duties tend to fall into Seekers’ laps to take care of. 

-There’s a binding system that both classes can use and manipulate, but they come at a severe cost to those who cast it. Usually Seekers use binds (that link directly to their souls and Life essence) to strengthen the literal gate between Life and Death

-To enter the Absinthe-- the place between Life and Death where souls go for final rest-- Mistoffelees has to basically rip his own soul out of his body. The more he does it the easier it gets but the further from Life he becomes, so the stronger he gets the easier it is for spirits (and enemies) to kill him.

You bet your sweet tush I do! I used to write more before university destroyed my life (Usually Munkoffelees and Tuggoffelees but I’ve branched out) but I’m going to unleash some hellfire onto you soon