He nodded to himself as he spotted the diplomats, and took a seat. "The assistant that left was a necromancer. Or rather, someone in diplomat robes walked out of this tent, and tried to put a sickly green energy bolt into my back. We fought off a dozen or so mounted zombies on zombie horses, and then took on about three dozen or so zombies. Odd thing, they were in uniforms from both sides. Anyone have an idea as to why someone would do that? I mean other than the obvious."