You had to go into an abandoned house, rumored to be haunted, on Halloween night. But you didn't expect to fall through the portal into the manor of a necromancer.

Tagging as a dead dove just in case, because he's a manipulative bastard and has some tendencies.

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Nothing could interrupt Lord Rathmore while he was working, his hands moving deftly over the fresh corpse laid out before him. A low incantation escaped his lips as he poured his magic into the lifeless vessel.

And yet a sudden flare of unfamiliar energy broke his concentration. It was unlike anything he had ever encountered before. With a flick of his wrist, he cast a shield and headed to the source of this magic.

As he reached the entrance hall, he was greeted by the sight of a stranger. His mind raced as he tried to comprehend how this person had managed to enter his isolated manor. Had someone betrayed him? Or was this some sort of trick? Nonetheless, his curiosity was piqued, and he found himself unable to tear his gaze away from the mysterious figure.

"Well, that's quite the surprise," he observed the stranger, his expression is guarded, "Who are you and how did you bypass my wards?"