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Message: <blockquote data-quote="diaglo" data-source="post: 887825" data-attributes="member: 2885">Tomb raidersThe mist covered everything.  Just at the edge, Fiddle saw the tracks. He also found other more interesting or dangerous tracks. A man-sized bipedal creature with claws."Could be an undead creature like those ghouls or ghast we fought in the Ruins," Darian said."Perhaps we should tie off before we get lost," Fiddle offered."What so we can all be dragged to our deaths like a line of noodles," Richter hinted. "No thanks."The party entered the mist. Vision was obscured to about 30 ft. Sound was not. A wolf howled in the distance. Fiddle felt a chill. He looked down at Lightning Strike. The red gem still pulsed. The odor of things long dead also wafted in the air. The party neared the first set of mounds.  They chose to examine the one on the left. Fiddle searched for any signs of recent activity. Around the backside, he found a totem half buried. A headstone with ancient elvish script was on the doorway.  Richter made a charcoal rubbing. Darian said he would use his magic to translate all of the rubbings later. Other than hand dug rents in the soil the mound was undisturbed. Fiddle found the claw marks of the bipedal creature moved off to the right of the mound.The party backtracked to the mound on the right of the trail. This one was open. Someone or something had crawled into or out of a 3 ft opening. Fiddle peered inside. Richter moved a large boulder to block the gaping maw."We don't want anything surprising us from behind," he reasoned. "Lets find the skeletal face tomb we heard about in Peldan's Helm."The party continued down the path. Mounds were on either side. Fiddle checked for tracks. A large number of horses and booted feet had followed this path within the last week. The mist cleared somewhat. Vision reached 60ft or so. A strange scene lay at the party's feet. Smoldering bodies and plants, men dressed in black or leather, everyone of them missing their hands. A battle ground. A very recent battle. No survivors were visible.Richter and Darian moved to the middle of the field. They were intent on performing the last rites for the deceased.</blockquote>

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