dragoon93041
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Re: Seeker of the Lost (orcha) GMed by dragoon93041
Cal scratches his head before he speaks. "I just drifted here, really. I was part of a group but we ran into some aliens. I was the only one left after that. Some of them were killed but most were captured." He sighs. "I never even tried to find out what had happened to them." He shakes his head "After that, I looked for somewhere to lend aid and found this place. Maybe I'll move on after this or maybe I'll stay."
A voice came out from the bracelet. "Would you like to know what happened to them, hmm?" Cal reacted immediately, his weapon pointed at Astok faster than Alira could blink. "Be quiet." "I was only trying to help. Maybe one of them got away. It would be easy enough for me to tell. I'd just need a little bit of energy." Cal didn't respond this time.
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Alira easily makes it to the graveyard without being spotted. The trickle of undead were barely aware of their own surroundings. Occasionally, she'd see one trip over a gopher hole or even on another undead that had fallen. But as she passed by, she counted at least 50 corpses of some variety or another heading for the village.
The graveyard, like the villagers had said, was surrounded by an iron fence. It was rusty, though, and Alira managed to find part of it that she could slip through. The graveyard was built on a slight hill and at the top was a marble tomb. Part of the hill had eroded and revealed that the tomb was only the top of some kind of structure that extended deeper into the ground. Two skeletons stood at the entrance of the tomb. Both were clad in armor and wielded a sword. They looked much more alert than the ones she had passed and an eerie pale-blue flame burned in their eye sockets.
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Cal scratches his head before he speaks. "I just drifted here, really. I was part of a group but we ran into some aliens. I was the only one left after that. Some of them were killed but most were captured." He sighs. "I never even tried to find out what had happened to them." He shakes his head "After that, I looked for somewhere to lend aid and found this place. Maybe I'll move on after this or maybe I'll stay."
A voice came out from the bracelet. "Would you like to know what happened to them, hmm?" Cal reacted immediately, his weapon pointed at Astok faster than Alira could blink. "Be quiet." "I was only trying to help. Maybe one of them got away. It would be easy enough for me to tell. I'd just need a little bit of energy." Cal didn't respond this time.
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Alira easily makes it to the graveyard without being spotted. The trickle of undead were barely aware of their own surroundings. Occasionally, she'd see one trip over a gopher hole or even on another undead that had fallen. But as she passed by, she counted at least 50 corpses of some variety or another heading for the village.
The graveyard, like the villagers had said, was surrounded by an iron fence. It was rusty, though, and Alira managed to find part of it that she could slip through. The graveyard was built on a slight hill and at the top was a marble tomb. Part of the hill had eroded and revealed that the tomb was only the top of some kind of structure that extended deeper into the ground. Two skeletons stood at the entrance of the tomb. Both were clad in armor and wielded a sword. They looked much more alert than the ones she had passed and an eerie pale-blue flame burned in their eye sockets.
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31 + 18 vs DC 40 Success