"I only learned a enough necromancy to bring myself back, and I might have been able to bring my brother back with what I knew. But you won't see me summon any hoards of the undead, trust me." Even though Ereuvir isn't condemning him, he still feels the need to make that clear. Any corpses that pass through his door are for experiments and dissection, nothing more. Oh, how he and Ashley used to learn with cadavers.

He can tell that Ereuvir is hiding something from him. If he truly is the lord of the underworld, then he must know what became of Ashley after his death.

"Of course. We may retreat into my sitting room, if you like, and I can serve us wine." Waving his hand, Arkady leads his guest towards the hallway, stopping to take the box containing Ashley's skull along. The sitting room is just down the hall. The room in question has several couches and easy chairs, and a large fireplace that's still cold. Against the wall is a wine cabinet.

Arkady sets the box down on the coffee table while he goes to fetch something to drink.