Fred ignored the bound necromancer and sipped his tea.
"How rude," spat Belboz and began muttering under his breath. Fred took another sip of tea. As he put the mug down he noticed that his hand was shaking. Holding it up in front of his face, he watched as the skin began to wrinkle. "What have you done, you evil swine?" he croaked. "I have sped you toward your death, you uncouth excuse for a knight! Perhaps you will learn some manners in the next life." Fred shuffled toward the necromancer, his strength rapidly ebbing. He must find a way to reverse this aging curse. What would he have done as a young man?
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