“welcome to my shoppe!! No no no no don’t mind those, skeletons, they’re all under my control. Just simple normal sorcerer specialties. Come in, I’ve got just the thing for you.”

His neck blows up with a large croak.

“turn the lights on? No, no. No. This place is a mess, don’t worry about it.”

brought my grippli necromancer over to the 5e game im dm’ing as the rare magic shop proprietor. currently located in an abandoned cathedral, lined with loyal skeletons of all kinds.