I can’t risk having this soul inside me, so when the Brownie arrives, I lay it on the desk and tell the now-larger crowd that they are about to see some Necromancer Magic. If they are too sensitive they are welcome to leave. There won’t be any blood though. Everybody stays and I focus on the Brownie and insert a “De-Energized” Librarian Soul into it. I also re-power it with my energy so now the Identifying Text Pop-up reads “Necro-Librarian Brownie”. It sits up and tries to talk. Sorry, you can’t, I’ve made sure to take that away. It stands up and starts walking around making hand-gestures apparently typical for the Old Camp-Boss, and the audience breaks down laughing. I’m controlling the Brownie – it would've not been able to walk, unless Dr. Nectar spends hours on very fine repairs. She sees me doing that and keeps silent. In fact there’s a frozen murderous stare on her face – apparently her students have told her Stories about their lives in the Camp.

I tell the Students that I’ve captured the Soul of the Old Boss but when I wanted to do some experiments on it, the setup backfired and that Soul almost took over my body. Thank you Dr. Nectar for saving me. Now I’ll keep that soul in that dead Brownie and I’ll lock it into something sturdy until I no longer need it. The Brownie raised his head and shock his fist at me then walked angrily around. The audience rewarded my Marionette Control Skills with a burst of laughter and I addressed the Brownie, “What, you don’t like being locked into this body and then into a birdcage? Really? Well, what lesson did we all learn today?” I forced the Brownie to squeak angrily, “Never. Ever. Ever. Make. Your. Necromancer. Angry. Lesson’s over, class dismissed.”

Dr. Nectar takes the hint and starts herding her students out. A Fox-Girl we’ve came across and saved earlier turns around, looks me in the eyes, hugs her beautiful tail to her chest and nervously says, “Please don’t let it take over you. Don’t become like him. Please.” I smile and assure her that I’ll never become like him – I don’t need to scheme and plot to keep the people fighting among themselves – I am a Necromancer, I can just suggest to the people to be nice and respectful to each other and they will be. So don’t worry, dear Foxy. Is the tail OK? Oh good, good. Thank you Dr. Nectar for all you help – with that tail and for saving me now. Thank you most sincerely. I can’t thank you “from the tip of my nose to the tip of my tail” though as someone did once. Dr. Nectar smiles and the Fox-Girl gets all shy, hugs her tail tight and quickly walks away from the room and Kate-Nectar follows. Yes, dear, I won’t turn like that dead Librarian. I always fear I could get much worse though.

I don’t really need a container right now – I’ve stopped controlling the Brownie and it dropped onto the desk. Oh, look into these eyes. Not finding a source of information on breaking out of Necromancer control having been locked into a small dead flying creature? Did you specify that now you’re downsized to a Necro-Ability of that creature? Not a Human Librarian – a Zombie with a Librarian Skill. You’re mine and you know it. Let me study your soul without reading it. So… Usually I have an option of Dispersing a Soul that I have under my control – not this one because he’s Level-20 and I’m Level-10. As such there is a whole bunch of restrictions I have when it comes to me controlling him and if anything I clearly have to beware of him controlling me. Should have I read thing before? Oh YES. Did I though? What stopped me from looking into him once I’ve captured him? Oh yes the whole “setup up the new Camp and care for the Little Guys” thing. How do I balance My Needs with the Needs MY people. "You become responsible, forever, for what you have tamed" as said by The Fox in Antoine de Saint-Exupéry's "The Little Prince".