Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25038310-20160209213345/@comment-25038310-20160211175123

As Dunistair gazed around the area, he would notice various paths and regions that bordered the graveyard he was in.

To the north west the graveyard ended as it neared the edge of what appeared to be the marshes or borders of a swamp, which did not envelop all too much. To the east the plains stretched out into a blurred expanse and to the south a there was a forest with large pine trees and seemingly nothing else in particular.

The few silhouettes he saw in the distance were lured away by another unknown victim that had unfortunately attracted their attention. Whatever the cause was of Dunistair's undead transformation, they were most likely to blame. He could take advantage of this and head towards one of these three areas, or attempt to aid whoever was in trouble.

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The man looked up, lowering his visor as he grabbed his sword, before noticing Jawan. Upon seeing him, he sighed as he loosened the grip on his weapon and continued gazing in the fire.

"Tell me who you are, where you come from, and what you are doing here." The knight said apathetically. He didn't seem to care much about what Jawan would say, but he asked nonetheless.

"One should not so brazenly wander around these parts," He added. "You clearly have no idea where you have found yourself in."