"Rise and shine, dearest companion!" Ash shouted to his always-hooded servant who was lying on a mattress, which had been laid out on the floor of their room.
The young elf appeared strangely happy, compared to how he usually acted, and his servant seemed to notice. Ash however, didn't seem to care that he was breaking character.
"I am ready to serve... Master..." Said Zennereth, as he rose to his feet."
Since he was one of the undead, the lich never slept. It merely closed its eyes, every now and then, trying to remember the needs from its past life. Trying to feel alive, once again, despite the futility of such wants....