Liliana Vess Defiant Necromancer

"Oooh, food!" Liliana said. "Even not being a child, I appreciate the delivery. My normal chef has yet to attain the age wherein his passion for cooking...sparked."

Heh, heh. Just a little Planeswalker humor there, for you.

"And yes, I play." She held out the lyre Ignis had commissioned for him to examine. It was exquisitely crafted in a smooth wood stained a deep, rich purple, the intricate detailing of wispy ferns and irises sprouting along the edges in black and gold, shimmering strings stretched taut over the soundhole in the center, shaped in the suggestion of a skull. "Before I was Death's Majesty - or even Death's Bride - I was Liliana, eldest daughter of House Vess. A musical education was demanded - for all of us, actually. I learned the lyre. And then, much later, the piano." She gestured for him to take a seat, returning to reclining on her divan. "Please, darling, relax. May I offer you tea? Coffee?"

Again, they were going to be low of refreshments, what with the lack of Ignis, but she could be make an excellent cup of tea and mug of coffee.