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You are not her brother. You will likely never replace him, even if your master were to order you to do so. However, there are vague, fragmented memories–enough for you to adopt certain mannerisms. If you were the servant of anyone lesser, even pre-programmed speech would be beyond you, let alone the intelligent consciousness you currently boast.
>"Your wish is my command." (Oathsworn Protector)
>Stats Adjusted: +6 STR, +10 END, +4 AGI, +1 All Other Stats
>+5 Stats to be Distributed
>You have reached a Stat Milestone. +1 END Perk Point stockpiled.
Thankfully, you are more than a poorly-puppeteered meat sack, for the one you swear fealty to is far beyond a mere hedge mage.
Yes–you are proud to say that your master is none other than the heiress to the esteemed House of Hassan, a noble family unparalleled in their practice of the necromantic arts.
Your master in tow, you grip the leather-wrapped hilt of your host body's greatsword, the iron certainty of rigor mortis granting you a brittle kind of strength. All the while, your developing mind processes and extracts the information packets embedded within the arcane formulas of your gestation.
It's a surreal feeling, suddenly [i:lit]knowing[/i:lit] things like this, with no true worldly experience to build this foundation upon. Even now, you recognize the circumstances of your "birth" have resulted in a sloppy patch-job, with large chunks of missing data and imperfect integration with your host.
–That said, it's not your job to complain, and "sloppy" from a Hassan would be considered "outstanding" coming from the hands of anyone else.
Setting aside your pride in your master, it's time to solve the issue of your immediate surroundings. There is a clear and present danger, and as much as you'd like to bring down your blade upon those who'd dare to threaten your charge, the reality of the situation is that you need to reposition and assess your surroundings. To that end…
As an undead, pushing your body to its breaking point is of little concern. You utilize that unique advantage now, settling upon a preparatory stance and pressing your charge close to your chest.
The world slows–
