[If there is a profession that more sorely needs a bard's spin than necromancy, Hector doesn't know it. Hector can do magic, but he's lost when it comes to marketing.]

You do decide, essentially. People believe what they're told. [Illogical, gullible people Hector included. At least here, the story is in the hands of a seemingly decent --if drunk-- man rather than a corrupt church.]

I... see myself as a craftsman. That's it. It's everyone else who says I'm 'cursed' and 'an affront to man and god'.