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Nodah watched, as Desdemona's bleeding palm staunched its own flow. [color=6ecff6][i]The necromancer can heal?[/i][/color] he thought. [i][color=6ecff6]For a creature so heavily dabbling in death, how extraordinary that she should have the ability to mend her defects as they come.[/color] “You should be glad the barrier prevented fatal wounds,”[/i] said Desdemona, and Nodah lifted an eyebrow. 

[color=00aeef]"I would be gladder still if lightning had never been a card on the table,"[/color] he said blithely, with neither disdain nor approval painting his tone. His head tilted to the side, the blade turning contemplatively in his hands. [color=00aeef]"I had not known creatures summoned from the grave could conjure lightning. I do wonder though, if the barrier were indeed what whipped your serpent's tail. With a heart so full of passion to scale to the top, would the absence of a barrier have deterred you or stayed your hand?"[/color]