Upon his return, the horned necromancer noticed that all of the sins had gone off to somewhere else, leaving only the lich seating on her throne-shaped stone, he had a hard time reading anything on the lich, she always seemed to be thinking of something else, focused on something other than what was in front of her.
"What did he say?" she asked, her voice wasn't nearly as inexpressive as that of the usual undead, betraying that she wasn't truly subjected to undeath.
"He agreed to strike a deal with you" simply responded the necromancer, his iron mouth piece moving in unison with his words, the mask was truly the work a master craftsman to emulate the facial expressions of the necromancer as even through its animalistic features, his slight reluctance to continue speaking was clear to see.
"What is the matter Narik? Is there something else you wish to add?" she questioned him, leaning forward, the famed flames superior undeads possessed lighting up in her empty sockets, smoldering with gold.
Narik cleared his throat, more surprised by the peculiar color than impressed by the threat.
"Well, he said he wanted to meet you in person, in your hideout"
"What is the problem with that?" she asked, a bit confused.
"He wants the sins to be here too" he added, the mask once again conveying the nervous smile on his face.
"Ah, I see, calling them all back here just for a small deal?" she muttered to herself, scratching her skull a bit as she stood up and walked around a bit as she tried to think of something.
"Surely, he wouldn't mind if I made sure that he could meet each of them, your so-called acquaintance would understand that I can't actually order them around that much, right?" she then asked the horned necromancer.
Before he could answer though, he felt a shadow suddenly cast on him, understanding what it was, the necromancer got out of the way.
"I understand, je comprend, I simply wanted to check something" said the man in question after promptly exiting the shadow of Narik, which he had invaded without any permission.
The lich kept her composure, even if she showed some non-undead emotions, she was still unable to show any kind of surprise or fear.
"You are Ithelisemou?" she asked despite having a good idea of the answer, her eyes had gone back back to being completely devoid of anything.
"Yes, Narik has told me that you weren't keen on sharing your name, so misses lich, I am glad to be meeting you" he said as he extended his hand for a handshake, seemingly unafraid of getting his life sapped by a lich's innate life touch.
Since he was presenting his right hand, she had to shake his with her own, meaning the larger one, she did so a bit reluctantly and slowly as if she was approaching a loaded mouse trap.
The human took the lead and grabbed one of her fingers and shook it firmly for a bit too long before letting go of it.
"Okay, now that the introductions are done, I must say, I think you have a great future before you misses lich" he then said as he started frenetically walking all around the makeshift throne room.
"I'll agree to cooperate with your cause, of course, I am not doing it out of the kindness of my heart, let me be authentic with you, I want my words to have at least some weight but that is not the most important, I know it could be seen as a downside but I simply want you not to recruit anyone else other than me" he quickly and precisely spouted without stop, getting a bit too close for comfort to the lich.
"I have much more to offer than Narik could have possibly told you, not to boast but even the support of every surrounding kingdom wouldn't be able to match me, I don't ask for an immediate answer but as a proof of my words..." he then added, grabbing her left arm for a moment and then exited the room as if he owned the place.
Seeing the lich still standing in place for a while after Ithelisemou left, Narik thought that he had actually done something to her but it seemed like she was just frozen by whatever it was that he had done.
"Who is this man?" she said out loud as she looked at her hands.
"He manages to make me unconfortable and the way he looked and touched me actually gives me the creeps" she commented, as it turns out, she could actually still be surprised.
Meanwhile, Narik was wondering how he had managed to get inside his shadow without him noticing as well as how he managed to remain inside of it when he had used his corpse movement technique, he already knew that he was pretty skilled in everything that related to craft and sciences but that was a show something else.
'He even managed to creep out that lich? I need to be here when he meets the sins' he thought, he saw the sins has quite the weirdoes themselves but it was all baby piss in front of that sicko.
"Sorry about that, I wasn't aware it extended even to skeletons" he apologised, not elaborating further before running off too, leaving the lich by herself.
She kept still for a while longer, processing the information that strange human had given her.
She scratched her skull again, his help would certainly be great but she could feel that it would bring some misfortune to her in some way, also, she was pretty sure he was after something else and that simple fact could almost make her bones shiver.
Also, the two times he touched her, it seemed like there was something that was pushing her back, it seemed too clear and powerful to simply be a rejection of their death and life forces but she had no idea of what else could have these sort of interactions.
She had an idea but thinking back on how that guy was, she couldn't even being to believe it.
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Having finished the meeting with that lich in record time, Ithelisemou suddenly appeared in front of a large gate, the guard at the entrace took a few seconds to notice that he was there but didn't seem to have noticed how he got there that all, acting as if he had just walked there normally.
"Hello there, I am Ithelisemou, I have an audience with the king" he swiftly said, his clothes were in a horrible state but the way he spoke was pristine and bore a sophisticated accent.
The two guards looked at each other for a bit before one of them decided to run to the castle while the other remained with Theli.
"My colleague is going to ask about that audience you speak of, sorry, we aren't quite well organised yet" the guard was quite friendly, a nice surprise for Theli who was used to guards being cunts.
At that thought, he started formulating a nonsensical theory on the behavior of guards while he waited for the other one to come back.
As he came back, he had a confused look on his face, he took a good look at Theli's face before asking him a question.
"You, you are the one that general Jeanne went to speak to, right?" he asked with an incredulous on his face.
"Yes, I do indeed move fast, the secret is trees" he responded with a nonsensical answer.
The guard that had just spoken showed something to the other one who seemed to be the most confused here.
"Well, that is completely him, hold on..." he responded upon gazing on the well made sketch of Ithelisemou that dated from his time in the army.
He pulled out a small device meant to detect illusion magic and the likes, it wasn't a crappy device by any means, it was quite effective when compared to its size but it was defective, a fact Theli kept to himself for the moment.
"Nothing seems wrong, I don't see any reason to doubt that it isn't him" said the guard before telling him to follow as he led him to the king.