"Well...me specifically no, but I'm a bit of a special case. Sentenced to adoption for crimes against the dead when I was a mercenary." River blanches; she's not proud of that, but coffee makes all things better. "But even I'm not just a necromancer. Been a merc most of my life, and even after signing up my teacher got me into diabolism, communing with the Secondborn." She taps the sigils on her arm again, rather more on purpose this time. "They're...kinda the younger and the older siblings of mortals, back home. Legends say they taught us fire, and metalworking, and even writing, before some mysterious falling-out back in prehistory. But more generally the la Croix are...servants of the people. Priests, necromancers, summoners, alchemists, doctors, that sort of thing."