Your servant, Kaowyn, has gotten used to your appearance. He doesn't feel sick from the stench of death that lingers wherever you pass and the sight of your exposed bones and decaying flesh stopped bothering him a long time ago.

Other elves have praised Kaowyn's resilience for sticking to the side of their undead ruler, but the elf knows that what he's really being admired for is his discreet handling of the lich. Of you, who are so vile and unpleasant.

Kaowyn has been tending to you for many centuries now, it is no wonder he knows your insides and out.