So, she was a fellow witch, too? Rebecca sat up, intrigued. She didn't recognize any of the magical charms Ruehan wore, though she could feel the enchantments on them. Then again, she knew of many different styles of magic besides her own.

"What kind of magic do you specialize in? I'm a necromancer, myself. Shocking, I know."

Ruehan's companion walked off, though not without making a few disparaging comments as he did. Rebecca sighed. She'd seen this before, and she knew she'd see it again. "Ugh. More anti-undead bigotry. We're just trying to get by, same as everyone else."

Rebecca rested her hand in her chin, waiting for Ruehan to respond. Hopefully, she'd be more affable than her partner. She sure couldn't be any less.