Omrabas: At last, a visitor! Welcome to my... humble abode.
Omrabas: Very single-minded. Smelly. Tend to burn easily.
Omrabas: Did I not mention it? You have the exceptional honour of meeting the soul of Omrabas the Black. Presently residing inside this skull.
Omrabas: The sap of life. The juice of the living, the flow of carnal energies... Oh, to feel it rushing through my veins once again!
Player: blood priest
Omrabas: If you want my opinion, they're just bloated necromancers, really. Upstart, pretentious lot! Highly ... specialised in the uses of blood, though, which can be useful at times.
Omrabas: Yes yes. Easy for you to say!
Omrabas: I know he used my pupils against me, and when I am back in the flesh he will pay! ...
Never again will I be fooled by other dark brothers. Treacherous lot, all of them...
Player: demon skeleton
Omrabas: Much better servants than simple skeletons. The binding spells are quite complex, though, but the effort is well worth it.
Omrabas: The Dragonbone Cementary? Not far from here. Old dragons lay there down to die, it is presumed. Or maybe they were slain there. Or died from a mysterious illness. ...
Anyway, lots of dragon bones there. Skulls, horns, ribs... Only place to find dragon tears, strange things, but that subject requires more study.
Omrabas: The sunken, undead soul of Darashia. The breathing, beautiful corpse of a once lively city, glowing darkly, unhealthily, gloriously... but I get carried away.
Omrabas: Many restless souls roam the sunken graveyards of Drefia. ...
Whole families are burid here, so if you,re on the search for reletives, just visit thecrypt, you might meet them ...
... though not in the flesh, as it were.
Omrabas: Useless, slobbering things. Only on the lookout for food.
Omrabas: Nasty little creatures aren't they? The result of failed experiment, but the theory was sound. They can be useful, if you know how to tame them.
Player: grim reaper
Omrabas: Some Grim Reapers haunt a forsaken temple deep under Drefia. Only people with a death wish would venture there!
Omrabas: I used to be a famous necromancer in my lifetime. However some... people... conspired against me and the result you see before you.
Omrabas: That king above ground? He's been in charge for quite a while, I understand. No serious rivals, eh? Lucky him.
Omrabas: Simple transformation, but not without use. Good servants. Can be quite clever.
Omrabas: Ha. Ungrateful imbecile lot. After all I've done for them in my lifetime... , ...
Omrabas: We always shared a... common interest in undeath.
Omrabas: Ah, our dark, stern beauties. Skilled with herbs and masterly dancers. Only drawback is, they charge you heavily for their services.
Player: shadow pupil
Omrabas: PSST! Keep your voice down, will you? Strange things they do, and - well, just be careful mentioning them, and watch your back around them.
Omrabas: Besides simple guardings tasks? Hmm. Not very resourceful. And they tend to fall apart.
Omrabas: That is just the common name, of course. They are not tears, rather a crystal or stone with unusual qualities. ...
They are used in some of the more complex rituals and of coure, to appease the old powers that sleep fitfully here in Drefia.
Omrabas: These lands are ripe for the taking. Give me army of undead, and...
Omrabas: Yes, obviously I am one of numerous undead here. We are in Drefia, after all.
Omrabas: Parasites. Came here to profit from our experiments and blood reserves. Arrogant lot, too. Keep to themselves, luckily.
Omrabas: Can be useful. Have an unhealthy appetite, though.