Kharne's nose tiwtched as he followed the strange smell of rot. That was moving. Well dead people and animals didn't just move around on their own, granted they didn't really have this particular brand of odor either. But it was close enough for those who weren't regularly around dead things. Or making things dead! Turns out it was so9me guy in a suit, and judging by his looks he was of the undead variety of being. Which one he wasn't sure but it hardly mattered.

The smaller man greeted him, his tone laced with annoyance while dictating the loot here was his. [color=red]"I'm not after loot, I'm after people."[/color] He stated, his voice was deep and rumbling like distant thunder from a storm. [color=red]"A gaggle of merchants wanted me to look into missing people and it seems I found their belongings...and potentially their ending too."[/color] He continued while looking down at the undead man in the once fancy suit.

[color=red]"I don't leave jobs undone, so it'd be in your best interest to tell me what you know."[/color] He growled threateningly. He didn't know if the undead man could figure out what he was, but it didn't matter really. Kharne looked the lummox but he was far from it and he practically lived by fuck around and find out.