Owen had been wondering about this day for years. He had drawn what he thought Abel would look like. Something had always told him that he would be tall but never that he would wear a cowboy hat. Owen had pages of drawings fro when he was little about who the other man would be. There was something cat like about how he moved. This was the second time that Owen got the feeling of cats around Abel. He didn't mind cats or dogs. He had never had a living pst. He had once reanimated a cat when he was younger but Mr. Stinky wasn't a real pet in typical sense.
Owen followed next to Abel managing to keep up even though he didn't really walk above ground all that much. Underground he was a master of getting around. Since certain creatures liked to hide down their, Owen had learned the tunnels from a young age. "Already taking me home. I like the way you think,Abel. "Owen teased to try and break the awkward feelings in the air. "So I never did introduce myself. Owen Underhill. Necromancer extraordinaire. I see and command dead people. "He joked as he watched Abel for a response. Most people responded the same way with fear.