Draken turned to the redhead. "My knowledge of Necromancy gives me enough options to deal with the dead-just as easily as I can deal with the living." He turned back. "Mead, if you don't mind. A weakness of mine, indeed. I love the taste." He chuckled, and then turned to Nerine. "So, are you some sort of water elemental? You mention your mother being bound to a lake, so forgive my assumption. But I do find elementals fascinating-pure expressions of the universe's power in a graceful form. Strength and beauty all in one."