Several days later, invitation letters bearing Andrey's emblem appeared in the hands of various club managers; some busy liches halted their research, beginning to anticipate the upcoming academic gathering.
Organizer: Necromancer Figure Club, Plague Doctor.
This name had become quite familiar to Andrey, no less because he had also been the topic of conversation these past few days. Liches wore smiles that suggested the Plague Doctor had become synonymous with change and fun—their fleshly guises outlined the visage of their living days.
"Mr. Plague Doctor is truly diligent, and rightfully caught the eye of the Child of the Holy Light…"
"A disaster of liches again? I hope the junior takes it easy…"
"Here, a new invitation, another one from the Plague Doctor, you continue to represent us…"
