Thumbing through the
Encyclopedia Magica, the scholarly looking man's eyes only met Anath's for but a moment seemingly only irritated by her light rather than actually surprised or fascinated "
Charmed I'm sure," Alwen said through gritted teeth, taking a sip of sherry to calm his nerves "
Ah yes..." swallowing the tart tasting sherry the necromancer set the cup on the table lightly and cleared his throat with an
ahem "
Alwen Grimmel." he said nothing more, sure that Anath already knew who he was and his profession.
"
Humor me as to why a being such as yourself deigns to grace such a..." lazily waving his hand around in a broad gesture to the tavern "
Mundane place, I'm curious."