He turned around at then, the white glow leaving his eyes.

Nonchalantly, he adjusted his cravat, and stood normally again, coughing.

"Revenge, my dear, is not something that will win us wars and bring peace to this land...although always tempting. However..." he paused, placing a hand through his own hole. "I am undead. I suppose the reason I still am here was for one such purpose. Information giving, that is."

With a tiny bow, he presented himself.

"Leonus Pridley, Mayor of Utorian for twenty years...at least until my son decided to take the mantle for himself and killed me. I suppose whatever was done here, caused me to loose my memories of the years. I suppose a good jolt was all I need, ha ha ha!"

Wow it was pretty disturbing to see him laugh like that, considering all his organs moved along with it.