Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25038310-20160529172721/@comment-5824038-20160715115556

The Brass Knight whipped around to see who was making all that racket, and saw Benyamin leaping from his mound. Glorfindel crouched low, halberd at the ready, and called out 'Hallo there! You seem to not realise your current situation! You have been resurrected, possibly for the first time, and are now an undead. Or you were one before. It doesn't matter. Come here a moment, we can both put down our weapons, and I shall explain to you what is happening.'

''So many being born! I have never seen so many undead resurrecting, especially odd is how many were from before the wars. How did they lie dormant for so long? We shall see who this one is. Unless he panics and tries to kill me. I am hardly in the best of form at present.''