Damien looked up as the mage walked in and watched as the man bowed to him. " I wonder if they actually  think bowing to me will save them from my wrath? he thought to him self, " but then if they did show me the respect of king id kill them anyway." and with that he gave a satisfied smile and patted the skeleton constructs boney head again. he spoke in the language of the necromancers " my pet you have done well and you have pleased your master in such a way that you may have the pleasure of adding yourself to my throne of bones in place of being destroyed." The only response from the skeleton was a twisted sequel of joy as it ran to the throne and merged its self into it committing suicide.<br/><br/>The king looked at the mage now that he was done with the construct and spoke " Its about time you got here i have a job for you if you can do it the general here had a half way decent plan but went through with it before bringing it before me i want you to create caverns deep within the mountains so the mortal soldiers have a place to train as it will mostly be night when it is time for attack. Can you handle that? Or are you to weak that i should create golems to do my bidding?<br/><br/>Damien walked around the room sensing tensions rise and enjoying every moment of it. He found a certain enjoyment in making people uncomfortable around him. Watching them closely he poured a cup of tea the was a deep red and tasted of iron it was a tea brewed with the blood of the victims the mage took. "Did I hear you working again last night? he asked the mage . " I need some more tea." Damien walked past them and out of the door to go see how train was coming and shouted over his shoulder " you idiots are dismissed!"