Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25038310-20160303163426/@comment-25038310-20160312171617

As the party kept following the two tracks, the Undead would notice a single, lonely burial mound a bit further down the path. The corpses that wore simple grey and brown rags and the often charred bodies of peasants that used to inhabit the town of Farrun were stacked on top of each other in a way that hinted there was a clear lack of respect for the dead.

From outside, some movement could be seen. The small pile writhed and churned, and it seemed to give birth to another cursed Undead that would soon emerge from his husk of rotten flesh.