Dear Dante of the skunk hair variety, how would you feel about helping a dashingly handsome mage with some magic-science via coming over to his place for dinner? Kat is invited also! The beer is always cold at his place! The delightful necromancer just needs to know if you experience any itching or tingling when you try to cross his threshold, nothing big.
Dante would be offended by “skunk hair” but it’s not WRONG, per se… And anyway it’s free food. Kat likes free food—and she’s probably into necromancer shit. He really doesn’t understand much of that magic stuff, despite being mostly made of it.
“You had me at cold beer—what time?”












