Ethan looked down at the kneeling Lich, calculating the immense value of the asset sitting before him.
"Crul," Ethan said internally. "How do I communicate with him?"
[Speak normally, Master] Crul replied. [I will modify your voice so you would speak in the Ancient Dark Tongue.]
Ethan cleared his throat, his amethyst eyes locking onto the hooded skull. "Vel´Kha´Lems... are you the Sea God?"
The Lich tilted its head, its glowing eye sockets flaring with confusion. "Sea God? I do not know that name. The sovereign of the oceans is my emperor. Why do you use that title?"
"On the gargantuan stone doors sealing this place, it says it is the Tomb of the Sea God," Ethan stated.
"The Sea God...?" Vel´Kha´Lems hissed, a low rattle escaping his jaw. "Grrr... perhaps those despicable humans named me that to inflate their victory."
"What is this place?" Ethan asked. "Why are you here?"
