Sister to sister

"I'll admit, I never thought that something like that could be done," the draconian D'Honaire murmurs. "Do you think that it'll work?"

<I pray to God it did!> the Dragon Regent sends to her sister. <But, if nothing else, now the good, undead Doctor is denied some of his more useful toys. And if things REALLY get out of hand, then I'll tap a resource by the name of….Belboz.>

<THE NECROMANCER?!> Malachi D'Honaire blinks.

<Hey, he's not a bad fellow….really,> the Regent protested. <Quiet charming….once you get past the bitter shell he wears. People always seem to think that if you're a necromancer….you're automatically an evil person! He's not. He originally started because he wanted to be….a facilitator between the living and the dead…..sort of a medium that ACTAULLY could talk with the dead. Later, he learned he had a….talent for that School and…..>

<Vola, Belboz the Necormancer,> the other dragoness nods. <In my reality, he's an evil man. Apparently the same doesn't hold true for yours.>

<He's a trusted ally, sister,> the Regent chuckled. <And in a fight with a magic using ghost….he's an ace in the hole…..as they say. I feel, though, he's going to be a hard sell.>

The other dragoness tucks that odd sayings away for later, for examination. 

1. "Well, let's listen in on what our mechanical guests are talking about," the Regent chuckles as she and her sister go over to the corner where Probe is examining the base unit of Inquirer. 

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