<strong>Name:</strong>Morgul the Necromancer<br/><strong>Gender:</strong>Male<br/><strong>Orientation:</strong>Straight<br/><strong>Location:</strong>The Prancing Pony<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Elrich, Zach, Vicky<br/><br/><br/>Morgul gave Eldrith a gentler smile and a small nod as she withdrew her hand, as if saying that he understood that she wasn't about to let him sweep her up to a bed room anytime soon. "The Honor is mine Lady Eldrith, to meet so fair a beauty is a rare treat indeed."<br/><br/>When Vicky introduced herself he gave her a grin and a kiss on the hand of her own. "It is a great pleasure to meet you as well Lady Victoria, I've heard of your work with molten stone during my own studies of the deep earth."<br/><br/>He smiled at Vicky's question but before he could answer Zachariah delivered his little shot. With a sigh Morgul turned to face the Hunter. "Let's clear some things up shall we? I am a Necromancer, the suffix 'mancer' means 'diviner', a Necromancer is not someone who sucks souls or sets ravenous zombie hordes on helpless townsfolk. A Necromancer is simply someone who speaks with the dead, technically anyone who's exchanged two words with a ghost is a necromancer. I was born able to hear the voices of the dead, I studied the Art so that I could actually understand what they said and so that I could block out the voices when I wanted to do little things, like sleep. So please stop acting like I'm going to summon an undead horde to the center of the city, I do have an undead horde, it's just mostly keeping the peace between the various tribes of the far North."<br/><br/>He turned back to Vicky and addressed her in a much friendlier voice. "And that, M'Lady Victoria, is most of how I got 'that fancy title'. That, the slaying of the Daemon Prince Kalthaxous, and my meeting the quota of 'small children scared'. The last bit was the hard one mind, they all seem to react to me one of two ways, ether they run away screaming to their mothers at the sight of me... or they giggle at me and start trying to climb my armor. Most of them do the later. Makes it terribly difficult to eat anything after a long day on the road. These days when that happens I let them play with Anghammarad." He then took a bite of his cookie and proceeded to close his eyes in bliss as he chewed.