Another step is placed upon the dusty earth of the kingdom, his ears flicker to the sound of Oaks voice again. It is almost as he had known the question would be asked of him, a grin twists his gnarly lips before it even leaves the others. "It was a lot of experimenting, a lot of trial and error on my part," he does not divulge just what the experimenting was done on and how the results turned out, but who needs the finer details. "There was one that helped me develop a better understanding of the power I held within, and just how glorious it could feel to unleash such power," his eyes burn a bit brighter. Looking to his comrades he hisses the name, "Carnage."
He was about to continue on when he catches the shine of something approaching. Oaks notices too and has already stopped in his tracks. The undead thing curls his path to face the one that paces nearer and speaks out to them. His ears flicker at her words and then to Oaks. The glow of his eyes is reflected in the womans flesh and he comments with a chuckle, "No stranger than you doll face."
He steps to the side and forward just slightly to better view the one before them, casting a shadow on his spotted friend. His eyes appraise the lady before speaking again, "We don't have to remain strangers... My name is Zain, what is yours?" His words are unnaturally smooth for such an undead creature. But he is not dead, and he is not dying. He is very much alive and well.
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Beyza
Possesses health transference
and may steal your health.