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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Karl Green" data-source="post: 2481805" data-attributes="member: 1467">The League members are all quickly awoken by Neville, and the sounds from outside the camp grow a bit louder. Those blessed with the ability to see in the dark or with low-light vision, can make out humanoid figures – lots of humanoid figures – moving towards the camp. A lone figure moving into the light – leaning heavily on a gnarled staff, and limping heavily it struggles slowly toward the group, stopping some 10 feet away from the nearest person. It is covered, head to toe, in ragged filthy rags, and nothing of it’s’ body is visible.A strange voice, crackling and dry, just barely a whisper, say “Be ye who? Here, why are ye? Seek, what ye do?” Azreal does not detect any evil from the creature, but all (except Fury) are disgusted by the smell of the figure – like rotten meat left out to long in the sun – it rolls off the figure almost physically, causing eyes to water and noses to repel.  The other figures still in the darkness are similarly clad and bend over as if by great age – there are at least two dozen of them in the night, maybe more! Many are armed with what look to be rusty swords or axes, or large knives and spears</blockquote>