"Really, it wasn't easy to adapt to Viridis, you guys here can all speak the same language and when I set foot here, I could do to, it was really disconcerting, it felt like my mouth and ears were possessed, but thanks to that, compared to Belliste, you guys here are much more peaceful, who could have guessed that being able to understand one another clearly would lead to more efficient diplomacy?" the living laughed, he had told Loimos his name at one point but it wasn't important information.
What he was spouting right now was otherwise more interesting, this inconspicuous-looking man had actually come from another continent entirely, that wasn't common, most of those that attempted such travels died at sea, smashed into paste by a dreadfully powerful monster of the waters, or falling victim to the natural happenings of the oceans.
He was actually very knowledgeable, so Loimos listened on.
"Yoreterre is actually very close to Belliste, our ships would be able to make the trip back and forth without getting obliterated rather often!
Ah, Yoreterre is a whole continent supposedly inhabited by nothing but beasts and monsters, no civilisations to speak of on there, with the resources that can be grabbed there, we can create more powerful weapons and such, to wage even more brutal wars, yadi yada..." the living had taken the risk of leaving his home continent precisely because of the constant conflicts.
"Honestly, even if you gave them a singular language, I doubt it would solve anything for them, even babies want to rip apart the other nations" he shook his head dejectedly.
Loimos prompted him to speak about the other continents he knew of, but he didn't seem to know more than surface level information.
"Lefaux, Verdoyante, Bermude, Durter and Dragonnerie, most of them sound like nothing more than stories to me, but their existence was never questioned, continents led by golems and spirits, nothing but plant life, entirely submerged in deep waters, buried under the earth or floating in the sky and guarded by hundreds, if not thousands of dragons, you have to see it to believe it and I haven't"
The living's thoughts wandered off to some unknown places for a moment, probably deciding what to speak of next.
The man barely had time to yelp in shock or pain during the ordeal, knocked out by the first blow he suffered.
His body decomposed along his personal belongings in an instant, Loimos turned toward the young slave girl, who was certainly shocked by the sudden display of brutality, enacted by a man she had come to believe was a friend of the one that had just been slaughtered like filth.
The bloodstains and bits of gore soon decayed away from the undead's clothes, leaving only the general filth and dust covering him, as well as the singular bloody kiss on his mask, he didn't bother trying to converse with her and simply opened her cage with the key he had just stolen from the body, making sure not to rot it as well.
With a single punch right to her face, he knocked her out and closed the cage back, moving on back to the front of the carriage, driving the rest of the way toward the gate leading into Weafewand.
The guards there certainly looked at him like they should, with suspicion as he approached.
"I have a package for the famed holy mage" he spoke to them as soon as they were within ear shot, immediately relaxing, they let him in despite clearly noticing that his mana was weird, but he knew of the trade and had someone in the back, they didn't see any reason to distrust him and possibly make the delivery run later than it otherwise should.
Once inside the city, Loimos drove to a quiet portion of the city, some people gave him weird looks, but they didn't bother much further with him, his atypical looks weren't exactly strange inside this place, where plenty of eccentrics gathered.
Once he had no more eyes upon him, Loimos swiftly did what needed to be done, slaying the girl and horses, then decaying everything, including the carriage itself, now he just needed to bide his time and wait for nightfall.
Unaware that a pair of eyes retracted back into the shade of an alley after seeing him do all of this.