Marshan
"Three days? You really took three days to check up on this little matter? chuckling Oh, I suppose it is minor. Do you have a Zone of Truth up, or would you like the time to openly cast it? It won't offend me. I am used to the military verifying reports that way."
pauses for the priest to cast if he desires
"Lets see. Drank some fine liquor with the bartender at closing time at the bar while sharing good stories about the professor and speculating about his untimely demise. While leaving, the only other two occupants of the bar playing cards had a mystic moment as they finished the game. Their cards burst into an illusionary pillar of flame. The room smelled of burning flesh while eerie, muffled screams of pain could be heard. That surprised them and us as well. They left the bar in one direction. We went another.
We came straight back to the house here, quietly got a few things, and went out to the cemetery while Lady Lorrimar slept here unknowingly. Remember the little "Treant" that I planted out there at the ceremony? Well, I had to keep up the illusion by having him walk around the grave and plant himself on the east side of the grave. After unlocking and entering the gate to the cemetery, and while on the way to the grave site, a lone zombie came towards us. Since he was all dirty, his arm and half his face missing we pretty much assumed he was a zombie. Two of us took a good look and confirmed that. Now, a zombie wandering around in a cemetery that is protected by the Grey Lady Pharasma is such an insult that we could not waste time summoning authorities. So, we cut is down and destroyed it immediately. It didn't take much work.
I then went up and transplanted the tiny yew sapling to the east side of the grave site, and made little marks in the ground with my dagger as "treant footsteps" to keep the rouse up. With the "warm sendoff" some of your villagers wanted to give the Professor, he needs some "Good Nature" protection that the villagers would think twice about offending. Erastil is providing that, through me. After channeling a bit of positive energy to nourish the sapping, we left the cemetery and came back here.
I fed my "filthy beast" some wine and then opened the portal so he could return to his own dimension while I slept. You know, he was really offended by that remark at the ceremony. He did his best to not frighten your simple villagers by not showing his true powerful nature, and you insult him like that. He wanted to say something too about his old friend, the Professor, but he kept quiet. I am sure he would appreciate an apology.
Now where was I? Oh yeah. After sending Toddy home, I came into the house here, and we went to sleep. As far as I know, nothing else interesting happened that night. Former Sergeant Marshan of the Taldan Phalanx reporting."
