Ishtamar's Desperate Gambit

The group of organization members standing outside the chamber appeared somewhat relieved by the explanation, and the tension in the air began to ease. They had been on high alert due to the disturbance, but the necromancer's presence seemed to reassure them.

Lyle continued to play his role as a peak Silver Knight, maintaining the illusion that nothing unusual had happened in the chamber. He needed to keep the organization members unsuspecting so that he could best utilize the Necromancer.

"My servant brought some news of the army, it seems they have done more damage than we previously thought, it is of no big importance, however, I just lose my bearing a bit." The necromancer said as he placed his hand on Lyle's shoulder.

One of the organization members stepped forward, a tall man with a grim expression. "No harm done, Sir. We're just glad you're all right. Is there anything we can assist you with?"