Amaretto didn't have to wait long before the nutty doctor made his appearance, flashing into existence not far from him. He eyed the doctor with an unimpressed stare, evidently impatient for the deal to be over and for work to begin so that he could begin with the work of bringing back his friends and family. That is, he acted like that. Truth be told, he wasn't opposed to seeing his old friends returned to life, and he [i]was[/i] willing to cut them down himself should they be returned as mindless abominations. They'd done far more for him that he could ever repay them for, and sparing them of an unholy undeath was the least he could do, especially since he would be the cause of it should it happen.

A grunt was the only reply Scalpel received upon his request to get the book. His horn flared to life and out came the book, carried carefully in his pale green aura. It slowly hovered over to the--no doubt--excited doctor, stopping only when it was a fair bit in front of his face; old, scarred title on full display. "I don't know what you'd do with this. I don't know a lot about this type of magic, but even I could see that a good bit of it was hogwash. So I hope you're good at sifting truth from idiocy--for your own sake." He waited for Scalpel to take the book before he spoke again. "As for the names and location: Get me a paper and pen, and I'll write it down. We had a small mansion only, so it's only five names. My wife and daughter, two maids and a butler. Shouldn't prove too big of a challenge for you, judging by what you've already done so far."