Forbidden Art - Part 1

This note is found as a random drop from the various Ancient Lecterns inside Arkovian Undercity, as well as the one outside the Old Arkovia entrance.

They whisper about us when they think we're not listening. They fear what we can do, and yet they crave it. It is only in man's nature to fear what he does not understand and our art is no different. Necromancy was never held in high regard in Arkovian society, but it is only in recent years that we have been treated with such growing animosity. Now with the recent formal decree from the high court we are not just outcasts, we are criminals. What they fail to understand is that the only crime committed that day was against the pursuit of knowledge and the advancement of our people. Already they are rounding up my brethren under the guise of justice and taking them deep into their den of torture they call the Steps of Torment. I suppose it is only a matter of time before they coming knocking on my door.

See also:
 * Forbidden Art - Part 2
 * Forbidden Art - Part 3