The man conjured a seat and shook his head. "My life was fine. I had a good twenty five or so years of living and I've been a Death Knight for about two years. You weren't a very... warm mother to say, you were already a Death Knight when you became pregnant. But your love and devotion to my father, your lord as you called him much to this displeasure, earned you his blessing. I am the oldest of seven children. Once you two started you never stopped." He laughed softly, while hollow and cold as a Death Knight's laugh would be she would see genuine joy in his face. "Like rabbits in heat. While you weren't very emotionally warm you were a fierce and loving protector of us while Father handled the raising and loving bits of parenthood. Our family was very happy with no tragedies to speak of. We all knew you loved us in your own way and we all loved you." He rubbed his chin and looked at her weapon before reaching behind himself and grabbing his blade which he held out with one arm despite being as long as he was tall. "I wasn't raised into undeath like you or a typical Death Knight so I don't have a Runeblade of my own, my powers manifested after I died- a more humorous tale than anything, even Father laughed once the shock of my appearance wore off... I don't think you ever forgave him for laughing though." He smiled a bit and shook his head. "I died and I guess your influence rubbed off on me, so here I am. Somewhere stuck between life and death with a powers of, well some of the power of an Eternal. But I'm happy, I can still do everything I wanted to do in life except have children but after caring for six siblings I think I've had enough children in my life. Oh, and my name is Da'raki."<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>