Tiaz chuckles menacingly at Mortan.
"I was once told that to train the mind, one must first train the body. It's no good being able to wield magical power, if your body is a weak shell, barely held together by scraps of magic. As for your creations... well...You are not the only Necromancer here Human."
He shuffles a few steps forwards, then reaches out a massive hand to examine a Ghoul. He tilts it's head back and forth, then twists it in a 180, seemingly effortlessly.
"That said... I am not unimpressed. Your work is good. This is a good minion. I am curious to see it in action however..."
He takes a few steps back and looks over Mortan's entourage, frowning slightly. He then follows in Vaulthuz's footsteps, examining and noting approvals or otherwise. However he is far harsher and more negative than the Lycan was.
His disdain towards the Paladin's is obvious as he leans in and sniffs one, grimacing as he does so, then moves back to stand next to Vaulthuz, towering next to him.
"Oh... I suppose. The more the merrier."

He looks over at Vaulthuz as the Lycan describes his goals, and frowns slightly, as they tend to differ from his own rather vastly. 
"What fault do you see in material goods?" he asks, seeming almost offended, then sighs and shakes his head. "Nevermind, perhaps later we could discuss this. For now, I am interested in seeing what Mortan's creations are capable of." 
He looks back to the Lich expectantly.