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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Karl Green" data-source="post: 2359169" data-attributes="member: 1467">The creature continues to walk slowly among the bodies - seeking something. After about 5 minutes it seems to hold one body longer then any of the others, and then impales the woman's body to a spike of it left arm. It seems to look around and then wanders off towards the east and disappears into the darkness.After another minute or two, Azreal no longer senses the creature and the party picks itself up to move out again - a bit more disturbed by the inhabitants of the Mourlands. Neville and Taran quickly find a semi-defendable and hidden place to set up camp for the evening. Sitting down for a cold meal of ironed rations, the party readies to set watches and bed down for the evening. In the darkness, strange howls can be occasionally heard far off, while strange lings move about in the sky, and a strange moving glow can be seen in the broken landscape. The lands of the  Mourlands do indeed seem to be filled with all kinds of horrors and they do not seem to rest to often. (occ see OCC to talk about 'watches' /occ)</blockquote>