Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20141113103340/@comment-25123474-20150102141219

(Dead soldiers are just that, Hooded. Dead. They don't rise up and become like the Voidspawn. People either get infected (Like Rennac, who is slowly becoming a Tainted) or The Voidspawn get birthed by Voidmothers. I'm just going to make the house you just enter Medea's, so you aren't stuck in limbo.)

Everything was quiet outside the house, though Medea and the people with her sometimes heard footsteps pass by their shelter. They suddenly heard the sounds of fighting outside. The people finally regained hope when they heard voices. Very humane voices. Some of the people started to take the barricades down when they still heard the very humane voices and when the tried to open the doors, confirming their victory. When one of the soldiers opened the door, he was greeted by several voices of gratitude, which was slightly echoed by Medea's harp.

"It's good to see soldiers coming here to save us. A few moments more, and we would've lost it. Thank you." The Bard said, her harp sounding its appreciation as well.