Eleazar sighed, because he hates introductions, but he obliqued the teacher anyway. "I am Eleazar Sicarioi. I am a necromancer from Nostia, but I have spent my latter years wandering around Hyddick. Taking care of some...personal business." I'm not quite sure what anyone would think about my antics with the Hyddick army, so I better keep that to myself for a while.
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Oberon raised himself from his recliner and allowed it to dissipate. "Well...". he started as he grasped the top of his apron above the chest, "Anything is better than this job." He ripped his apron apart and created a shadow portal on the ground and tossed his feather duster in to it. "I'm in."