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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Kobold Stew" data-source="post: 9703914" data-attributes="member: 23484">Team Ambush.The wagon repaired as best as he is able, corpses carried to a pile at the side of the road, Urgan drags that of the lone orc and intones the spell from the scroll. The harsh guttural words of the necromancy spell are uncomfortable on his tongue, as he plays with magicks he personally dislikes: necromancy is an ugly business.As he reads the words, they vanish from the scroll he reads, and eventually life, or a semblance of it, returns to the deceased. He addresses him in orcish, hoping that will prove familiar and perhaps less reluctant to share what this body once knew.He asks the following:1. What is your name?2. What last request can we fulfill for you if your answers to my following questions prove to be true?3. What is the password at the gate? 4. How many are inside?5. What do you know that the cultists inside kept secret from you?</blockquote>