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Aiden:
Sur Carys

Eventually Joseph's patience managed to pay off, and one of the corpses chained to the door stood up straighter than before. Its dead eyes grew dark with a power that seemed to suck the warmth and light in a short radius from it, and then it opened its mouth. The voice of... a woman? Yes, a woman came out of its dead throat.

'What brings a traveler such as yourself to my home? And while I am away, at that - quite rude.'

Umbra of Chaos:
Joseph

He clapped his hands together just once in excitement. Long range possession? Or just using it as sensory mouthpiece? Either way, very interesting. "I am Joseph, a traveling alchemist and healer of sorts. I was wondering if such an illustrious ruler such as yourself would have any desire to serve as a patron for my... services. Although you do have a very excitable flora! I'm curious whether it is you who wove magic into the life here. The populace is quite interesting as well."

Aiden:
Sur Carys

If the flattery offended the creature possessing the corpse, its resonant voice and elegant tones didn't suggest it. 'Some is me, and some are others in my employ. You approach someone so blatantly versed in the arts of death while practicing those of life? I wonder, why would you consider this?'

Umbra of Chaos:
Joseph

"Why not? I need a place to work and it looks like it would be appreciated here. Necromancy can be a pretty stale art. It's really dependent on the creativity and power of the wielder, and even if you start introducing more mages it's too sterile for an evolutionary element to enter the field. It's also still dependent on living flesh. I can make more than enough of that." He wrapped his coat tighter around his blood stained body. "Sure you don't want to let me in. It's chilly like this."

Aiden:
Sur Carys

The corpse seemed to pause and consider, before becoming just another mindless husk. Joseph was left standing there for a moment until a voice, the raspy hollow one of the subordinate from before, appeared behind him. "Her majesty has... approved of your request. On a probationary status. Please follow us to your temporary quarters and await further instruction."

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