Saris was slightly disappointed that his attendant didn't care to introduce herself but he simply nodded and followed her through the city streets, although to pass the time he did tell the attendant about the rather long journey that he had undertaken to get to where he was now and all the while they slowly made their way closer to the palace. However the necromancer left the omission of his resurrection out of his tale, telling the woman he had hailed from a fishing village nearby the ruined settlement once known as Irkul.

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[b]Interaction:[/b] [@Kenshi] and [@VeyrinDay]

After the attendant left his company he found himself in a room with a few other strangers, each of whom seemed either pleasant or unpleasant to Saris. A dwarf who entered after him took her seat on one of the unoccupied benches while she carried a crooked stave which made the necromancer relax slightly as he looked at the other people gathered in the chamber.

It looked like the three other people in the room had arrived before him, but his attention was drawn to the woman dressed in like a seafarer and appeared to carry a sort of confidence about her that attracted his interest for a moment. She was standing by an exotically dressed gentleman garbed in monastic robes and a stoic expression upon his face, then there was the scoundrel...