<div align="center">(https://i.imgur.com/czqlipI.gif)(https://i.imgur.com/y7wd9vW.gif)(https://i.imgur.com/i51R4Wb.gif)</div><div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/lP3A64G.png)(https://i.imgur.com/dbO8fdR.jpg)<br/></div><br/>"Now is breakfast" she said, tugging the understandably confused tiefling along.<br/><br/>Upstairs the group would be greeted by a tantalizing breakfast being set out for them. S showed the same culinary mastery as the feast they had been treated to back at the inn, and while their undead bodies didn't actually need as much food as the living, the sight and smell of the food was enough to trick their brains into thinking they were starving, "Dig in everyone!" the slimy maid cooed.<br/><br/>Once they were finishing up, Cass would finally emerge back from the basement, "Sorry about that, had to make a few notes..." she vaguely excused. Making her way over to her desk the shapely pale elf plopped down in her seat and began rummaging through some papers, "My apologies for not giving you the rundown earlier. I was not expecting everyone to come barging into my inner sanctum" she said with a slight tinge of passive aggression, "But yes, Xanavel right? As you've gathered by now, you are dead...er,<em>were</em>dead. I'm not exactly sure how you died, but I found you in some crumbled wreckage, so I assume it was in dramatic fashion. I figured by your gear and garments, what was left of them at least, that you were an adventurer of some kind, and so I decided to bring you back so you may have a second chance at life" she said. It was a similar spiel to what the others had heard when they had first been revived, though Juro, Valna, and Katra would remember the elf being so incredibly awkward that she had stumbled through most of her speech. By comparison she was almost eloquent now, "I am Cass'andra Nokstell R. Mannimarco Lestain. White Sheep of the Black Herd. Mistress of Bones. Queen of Souls. Forsaker of Sunlight and Goddess of the Internal Sanctum. And as you may have guessed, I am a necromancer. Using the spell of True Resurrection I have raised you back to life, though not as a mere zombie or a thrall: your body, mind, and even soul have been restored to near perfect condition. It is as if you had never died at all. Even better actually, for while you get to enjoy the vibrancy and vitality of your original body, you also have been instilled with several undead traits, most of which you'll find quite beneficial. For example your need to eat and sleep have been massively reduced, allowing you to subsist for far longer than normal. Your body is more resilient to poisons and drugs. You don't even need to breath at all, so there is no risk of drowning nor suffocation, though your body may continue to inhale and exhale out of habit" she explained in detail, as though she were trying to sell the tiefling on the idea, and in a sense she was, "All in all you're not just as good as you were when you were alive, you're better than you could have possibly been. You will get to enjoy life to fullest, free of the fear of death...so long as I maintain the spell, and am around to recast it should you perish again..." she said, letting that last bit linger, hopefully getting across the message that her life, or unlife as you may choose to see it, rested firmly in the necromancer's hands. Of course it wasn't just a message for Xanavel, but a subtle reminder for the rest of the gang as well.<br/><br/>"Which brings me to our business here. This is the Second Chance Club, an independent adventurer's guild for those who have received a second chance at life. My offer to you is simple, work for me as one of my adventurers and not only will you get to maintain your new life, but you will receive all the opportunities and benefits that the official Adventurer's Guild would offer you: adventure, travel, chances to meet new people, fame, and of course fortune..." she said, motioning to the others, who all looked a fair bit more opulent with their new gear and full coin purses than when they all started, "Before these sorry souls were nothing but miserable corpses, rotting clumps of disappointment, most not even given the dignity of being dumped in a ditch. To be frank they were all complete failures, cut down before they could reach any sort of renown or achievement. But now that they've been given a second chance,<span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 6pt;">and third and fourth </span>, they've risen to new heights. Gone from nobodies to somebodies...well..." she turned to look at them, a brief flicker of uncertainty in her gaze, "...we're getting there at least..." she murmured softly, "And I would like to extend to you the same opportunity. So...what do you say?"