"Hmph." Rebecca gave a the half-elf a derisive snort. "Obviously, your Order training is awful, because I am a lich, 'screaming hell pit' or no. Rest assured, though, I mean neither you nor any other living being harm. I simply turned to dark magic to save my own life. Perhaps that other force is compassion, or something similar. Gods know that it's far too rare in this world, among the livng and the dead alike."

She calmly extended a hand in a gesture of trust. "I'm Rebecca of Kalas. It seems you have me at a disadvantage, Master-"