You know what I have been thinking about that...
I am many things... old... powerful... thirsty...
I am also trapped, immortal... and very very bored...
*Duernab walks away from the group and stands looking over a desk, next to the desk is a 6th coffin, lying on the ground, he taps the desk, thinking hard*
Yes... you may stay... I need something to keep me occupied...
*He turns around and smiles*
Welcome to my house...