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Message: <blockquote data-quote="RealAlHazred" data-source="post: 6710329" data-attributes="member: 25818">Originally posted by zombiegleemax:How about:Opening a grand set of double doors reveals a chamber splattered with flesh. Like the rest of the bodies in the mournland, none of it has decayed. The room actually seems to be packed with refugees. Their badly mutilated bodies seem to have had the flesh carved away from the bone. Inspection reveals large, ***** boils on some parts of the skin and on the pieces of flesh which are scattered all about the room."They all came here to hide after not initially dying. Then the boils appeared. It pained them, prevented sleep, and began driving them mad. Then that poor fool (he gestures towards a smiling near-skeleton) went and cut out one of those boils. He told them it felt better. They carved the flesh from their own bones!"Looking around the room some more shows little food and a knife, which had been out upon a makeshift shrine. It not only detects magic, but leaves an evil taint which shows up as a moderate aura with Detect Evil."But that wasn't the worst. The wounds didn't kill them. They just kept cutting themselves to pieces and not dying. They actually starved to death."Grinner begins playing again and anybody from Breland recognizes the song as a lullaby about getting food tomorrow sung to the beat of a bawdy pub song about getting drunk and womanizing.</blockquote>