Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20150516130656/@comment-5583506-20150603235931

There was no denying it. The creatures, the demons, the undead, or whatever they were, had indefinately multiplied. From his position overlooking the Red Ring Road he had spotted at least fifteen of them, all dragging their feet behind as if the burden was too much for them to bear.

''The Imperial City must be swarmed by now... ''he reflected and adjusted his crossbow against the rocks to get a better view on a walking corpse, slowly heading up the hill where he had made camp.

He pulled the trigger and let loose the bolt, watching it soar and find its way into the centra of the undead woman's skull. She fell immediately and showed no sign of ever getting up again. His theories had proven correct. There was indeed something with the brain. Just like a living ordinary being, it was keeping them alive. Perhaps it was even responsible for re-animating them as well? Even though people came back from the dead as one of those beings, they seemed to stay dead once the brain was destroyed.

Hassiri loaded another bolt and aimed for the lower roads, encircling Lake Rumare, until his gaze settled upon a group of odd creatures heading for the nearby village of Aleswell, where he had once been assigned a contract. They were unlike the normal, reeking undead he had seen so far. It took him a while to process the information that these were indeed living people.

''Survivors? ''he speculated.