"I wish I could say that it's been fun." Gerald said, giving Travila a handshake.
"I… I understand." The man looked around at the town in the afternoon sun. "Seems a pity that one of your kind runs this place. I would like a summer home here."
"I'd let my people get set up here before you decide on anything, in addition to a permanent peace established." Gerald responded. "But you are free to visit if you come in peace."
Travila raised an eyebrow at the man. "You're an unusual Wizard, King Gerald."
"I'm not a Wizard." Gerald honestly replied. "I'm just a Necromancer who wants a quiet life."
Travila chuckled. "You're a king. You won't get that."
"Tell me something I don't know." Gerald responded with a grin. "Farewell, wherever the gods place you."
"Farewell… Dead Raiser…"
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"Lady Rebecca… please reconsider."
"I'm not changing my mind."
"But the last boat-"
