[With a wave of his hand in a grandiose gesture the ghostly vines extend outwards to the cavern floor with Ketheric waiting in open arms. Extending out an armored hand the vines spread to reveal two fire crystals of admirable size, barely able to hold them within the grasp of his digits. Her remark towards his necromantic abilities comes with the passing of his glowing gaze, vines withering away almost instantaneously as the spells comes to a fade.

Thankfully Daria had not crossed him on their fateful encounter at the tattoo parlor and had been fairly helpful aiding in the return of his powers along with various knowledge about this newfound world. Tucking one of the precious gemstones into the rugged leather sack acquire in Eltrut none too long ago the chosen of Myrkul extends out the other freely towards his counterpart. If anyone could make sense of these gem's capabilities and properties it would be the sharp woman standing before him.]

If not for you I may not have reacquired my otherworldly powers with the aid of these newfound markings upon my flesh. Take this as gratitude for your efforts paid in full.