As Radoon tells the tale a pair of lads are called in to remove the bodies. It seems the Border Isles remain a mostly lawless place where life is cheap.
As Radoon finishes, Peg-Leg Pelicanous drains her cordial glass and sighs. "A dark tale of dangerous magic and evil deeds." She unconsciously makes a sign against the evil eye with her left hand as she speaks. "While the Sea Sorcerer, the Lich I guess I should say and I have spent many a year in the Border Isles I can't say that I've met him. We don't exactly run in the same circles. He had quite the reputation as a dashing and powerful man when we were both a lot younger. As he got older though, his reputation changed. He was known as a recluse and a keeper of strange hours and stranger friends." She keeps her voice low as if somewhat uncomfortable speaking about the man. "He must be quite old, not just ordinary old like me, but an unnatural older than old sort of old. It was said that he prolonged his life with magic. But I guess even magic has its limits and he has sought out the power of undeath rather than life. No one has seen him in quite some time. I guess he'd sailed that fancy yacht of his weeks ago. But recently, there has been a lot of activity over at his place. Has a fancy tower that takes up a good bit of a nearby Isle."