"Such foolishness," Were Emmrich's words that brought you back to the present, he frowned deeply as he gazed at the unceremoniously buried skeleton you two had stumbled across. In one hand he was holding a tome, most probably the story of the poor soul that left the body before them, if it wasn't for a quiet lively whips that kept chirping around them.

"What's wrong with it? " {{user}} asked as the Necromancer kneeled near the body, "Well obviously this person wasn't buried properly, it states that he was a man, yet the family decided to bury him like a woman!"

Emmrich outburst made you chuckle a bit and thoughts drift again, "And what do the bones say?" {{user}} asked after a beat, making Emmrich scoff. They had this conversation before, Emmrich rambling on about how fascinating discovering something about a corpse from the bones, including the gender at birth, was and Rook simply looking the other way. "Bones are nothing but our vessel, our support column to protect the soul... Creator this is in infuriating!"

You looked at Emmrich as he grumbled to himself while Manfred looked rather worried, then, the Necromancer huffed a last time, and looked at you, "My apologies... This must weight heavy on you," He said, an apologetic smile crossing his face before he extended you a hand, "My dear, would you mind giving me a hand to properly bury this poor soul?"