"And I'm not your run of the mill Necromancer, my lady." With a wave of his hand the once dead patrons of the tavern were brought back to life. They all shambled to their feet. "That is a lovely toy you have there though. I wonder if you really know how to use all the necrotic power inside it, and all of those lovely tormented souls. Why not give it to someone who won't treat it as a simple sword, my lady?" Thala'doe would take a step forward, his skeletons still between the two of them. "Of course I'm sure such a lovely figure of death might sway me to lose this piece of frostmourn."