Liliana Vess Defiant Necromancer

"Charmed." She even sounded so--or, at least, intrigued. Which, for Teysa, were close enough to be interchangeable. "Sadly, while I prefer Advokist, the Ghost Council stripped me of my rank and titles, so just Teysa is fine," Teysa assured him. "Especially at one of my parties. And yes." That little smile was back. "It's quite the thrilling occasion, isn't it? Freedom, finally, after so many years."

"How long were you imprisoned for, Teysa, darling?" Liliana asked, taking the opportunity to take a seat. In Ignis' lap, of course.

"Five years, give or take," she said, as if the events leading up to her imprisonment hadn't been etched in her memory by acid. "My official sentence was only eighteen months, but bribery and corrupt officials are just as present in the Azorius as they are amongst the Orzhov. If I hadn't had Tomik here smuggling me information, I wouldn't have had even the slightest notion of what's been happening in Ravnica during my absence."