"Interesting..." The Lich hissed back, for someone who didn't have a face, the lich could oddly express himself better than anyone else, "It's been a long time since a mortal greeted me so kindly. The ones who previously found me made the grave mistake of attacking me on sight. A pity... I wanted them to enjoy the beauty of my palace."
"They probably couldn't see the majestic aura revolving around you, sire." Astaroth felt like puking but sugarcoating his words was the only thing that could ensure his survival, "After all, the beauty lies in the eyes of the beholder."
The only problem was... he needed to get into the treasury to complete the main quest. If he didn't, he would die. But asking about the treasury right from the start would simply result in his death at the rotten hands of the lich either way.
