If there was anyone who could understand how overwhelming all this new information could be it was Bryn, after all he'd had to learn much of it the same way, but without someone there who knew such things. Indeed all he'd had to rely on was his memory of the stories told by the bards and druids of his era. They had spoken of the different kinds of aptgangr, and a few of he druids could even call to the spirits of the ancestors for wisdom. The main difference between himself and those spirits was that he still inhabited his body and remained corporeal at all times. Whether this was true of Chae was another matter, and whether she like him lost much of the illusion of life when the sun rose. When Chae spoke of wanting to know who it was that had drawn her from the grave and left her with no knowledge he nodded, "I'd like to know who they are too, although perhaps for different reasons, although they may be able to answer your questions about why you are here, and how that came to pass, I have a fear." He paused for a moment considering his words, "I could be simple chance, that they knew there was a body here and they simply meant to raise a mindless servitor but something about you, willpower, magic, something," He shrugged, not know what it might be, "Meant that you return as a sentient being." Then he explained the other option, "But it's possible they intended to raise you as you are and bind you to their service. In which case they are a danger to both of us, while we're obviously different, the power that raised you called to me, so we're similar enough that if they sought to bind you, they might have the ability to bind me also." He shook his head, "That's not something I can allow."
Her using magic was another demonstration of the difference between them, he had no such power, at least not of that nature, his touch could drain others and fuel him, but he had no power to manipulate the elements like a mage. Then she sent a jolt of necromantic energy into the stone, for a moment his withered face was visible, a ghostly image superimposed over his mortal features, but the moment the phylactery was complete his face was once again completely human in appearance. He rubbed his arms, as if cold, looking at the stone, and how Chae no longer seemed to be leaking necromantic energy Bryn came to some conclusions. "Well that answers some questions. Up until then I could feel necromantic energy coming off you, I thought it was just your nature, but it seems to be that once you earthed it in there the energy no longer radiates from you." He thought for a moment, "Perhaps the stone acts as a store, a solid object that is of the world, and so enables you, who is no longer of the world to remain here." Which would mean keeping hold of that stone would be vital to Chae's continued existence and freedom.
Her eyes cleared and it seemed her mind gained more stability and composure with the stone's marking, another indication that it was necessary to her. The question was a little unexpected but he answered, "Yes, the city of Kurayo, founded by lycathropes and vampires, and with a strong Drow presence." The Drow, now he thought of it were famed for their necromancers, although the vampires too often had that reputation. Anyone, particularly outsiders are welcome, but newcomers have to be careful as there aren't many rules to keep them safe, particularly in the shifter quarter of the city." The question about his origin was more expected. "I died, due to wounds inflicted in battle some centuries ago, long enough ago that steel was practically unheard of. My people, the Hernystiri buried their heroes and chieftains in great earthen barrows along with their treasured possessions." He shrugged, "As I'm sure you've worked out, I was one such chieftain, he reached behind his back, into a bag hidden under his shroud and produced an ancient iron crown. Five claw-like points extended from the main band, and it glowed with the same blue as the necromantic energy Chae's eyes had been filled with, he hid it again, not entirely sure whether having such an artefact in plain view was wise. "Some six months ago tomb robber broke into my barrow and triggered a curse carved on the walls by my tribes druids, although from what I've since learned the druid's curse was more a release than a raising, wights are those of particularly strong will and tend to raise themselves. The inscriptions the druids carved prevented me from rising, when the tomb robbers broke in it negated those and so I awoke." He thought a little about what else he should tell her, "Part of why I've risen is to retrieve those items that were stolen, such as the crown. But I'm not sure that even if all of them were returned that I could truly rest now." He indicated the stone which she'd marked, "Another difference if that I require nothing to tie me to the world, although it might be that that is why my more pleasant form doesn't last, as you'll see once dawn comes." Which given the time the ritual had taken place, the time it had taken Chae to rise, and their talking wasn't more than an hour or two off.