"Well, it looks pretty." She said thinking out loud. She knew her magic over mortis and decay was something of a disturbing art in contrast to the woman with the markings ability to bring life to the land. She was a little jealous but not bitter. Why necromancy she thought. It seemed like such a twisted display of power, flaunting their ability to cheat death and use it as a tool. She didn't seem too showy. A little shy even. She decided to put her book down for a while and simply watch Sylvie work her magic.