[Jaskier seems to be under the assumption that Hector's powers are frog-based, and Hector is just... not going to fight it for now. It's easier to be a sarcastic shit than to try to undo a man's ingrained fear of necromancy while he's sloshed out of his mind.]

Ah yes, rude children make for the best ritual sacrifices, didn't you know? Their foul little tongues and lack of social graces really spice up the spells.

[He joins the bard in another drink. My, they brew their liquor strong here, don't they? He leans back into his chair.]

Yes, Forgemaster the term for a very specific application of alchemy. We forge new life from death. Dunno why you need rhymes, but 'spell caster?'