Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25038310-20160529172721/@comment-25038310-20160531081943

Abello cocked his head inquisitively at the Khajit. He would have let out a chuckle, hadn't it been for what happened to Aelwin, and the fact that merry laughter or mockery would be out of place.

"Why, do you not know what an Undead is? This might be a surprise, but you are, in fact one of us." Abello couldn't help but sound cryptic. He had been so used to being an Undead, that he would have never thought to meet someone who hadn't heard of the curse yet. He wasn't sure how to explain the affliction, but he figured he shouldn't make the Khajit wait any longer for an explanation.

"My dear friend, you have died before. In fact, seeing you never heard of Undeath, you died quite a while ago. Then, around this time, this era, you were ressurected in order to combat those who left the world in.. this penurious state."

That was probably the most straightforward thing he could say.

"If you look well enough, you might see the scar of the wound that brought an end to you." He added. "That will probably confirm a thing or two if you don't believe me."