Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5583506-20150313021631/@comment-5583506-20150318194622

There was no denying it that the stench of death got to him. He wrinkled his nose. He had to bend his back in order to get through the hole. The tight dirt walls around him were crawling with insect life, the kind of which one would normally find in a cemetery. Grave worms and bugs seemed to shy away from the light as Sibern held his lantern up in front of him.

He flinched as a skeleton arm from a neighbouring grave seemed to reach out for him through the dirt wall, however its owner had been dead for years with  no intention to spring back to life.

You are being ridiculous, he thought. ''It's only dead people down here... They won't come back...''

Sometimes he wished they would though, seeing as there were some people he wished were still alive in his life.

The tight tunnel opened up in a slightly bigger chamber, presumably located directly underneath one of the mausoleums, judging from the brickwork they ended up meeting. It didn't smell so bad down there either.

Sibern looked around with suspicion. There was something not quite right about this chamber...