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[Vgray]

"I thought I'd make the place look nicer."


Twillier lowers his voice.

"Most necromancers are nuts as a rule, but this one...I don't know what do make of him."

[Empiricist]

"Oh? And how do you intend to achieve that?"
"Let's see how he acts..."

[IamanElfCollaborator]

"Well, no. She's adjusting well; I mean, Fuuka gets along well with change. She hasn't made many friends here, but that's probably because she hasn't met a lot of people, and, of course, she's quite shy around people she hasn't met..."
"Elf, seriously."
"Noted."
Abraxas looks suspiciously at Alrond.

[Vgray]

The blight spreads.

"Like that."

[Empiricist]

"That's understandable, I do hope she makes some in due time."
Florencio idly fans himself with a few strips of ofuda. "I don't think that's the best idea... especially if it were to affect one of these trees."

[Vgray]

"I must keep things looking nice until the master returns...some say he died, but I know better. You can't kill death."


"That answers one question. He's not just a normal insane necromancer. He's an insane necromancer who worked for the Lich King."

[Empiricist]

"So the chances of negotiation are slim then..."

[IamanElfCollaborator]

"Understood. So he's fucked in the head."
"Hopefully."

[Empiricist]

"So, why did you decide to drop the honorifics and just call me Lucinda anyway?"
"Well, you aren't on his land anymore so you can't practice your landscaping as you please..."

[Vgray]

Corpses rise out of the ground and the blight spreads.

"New friends."

The Necromancer seems positively overjoyed at the prospect.

[Empiricist]

"Okay seriously, who the fuck buried corpses here? This isn't even a fucking graveyard! Please stop, or we will have to evict you."

[IamanElfCollaborator]

"So, why did you decide to drop the honorifics and just call me Lucinda anyway?"
"Well, you aren't on his land anymore so you can't practice your landscaping as you please..."

"..I-I really like you, Lucinda."
Abraxas blinks.
"No fucking wonder Hades likes his dead to stay dead."

[Vgray]

The necromancer walks away with his new friends, muttering something about his master. The ground dies where they walk.

"Well that was...interesting."

[IamanElfCollaborator]

Abraxas remains wary.
"That fuck'll be back eventually."

[Empiricist]

"So you do have feelings for me after all... I can't do much to guarantee that those feelings will stay, and I probably will disappoint you, but if you're willing to accept that..."
"Okay. WHY THE FUCK ARE THERE SHALLOW GRAVES HERE?"