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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Reynard" data-source="post: 4466210" data-attributes="member: 467">From the DM's recap email:**********************Party finally dropped the brainless zombies and closed with the corruption corpse. Having expended so much of itself in attacking the party, the corpse could not hope to stand long against the combined might of the Heroes of Kyrbishire. As it hurled more maggot-infested innards at Dorn, the mighty dwarf fell. Achilles charged into the fray, Medrash yelled at him to aid Dorn, instead Achilles threw his halberd into the undead, causing it explode in a burst of necrotic ooze. The maggots and infected blood seeped into Dorn's wounds, and his spirit joined his kin...After ensuring that he was not infected, the Heroes wrapped Dorn's body as best they could, Jeffs and Hazim returned Dorn to town, Jeffs promised to return, the Heroes continued on.Following the trail, the party saw at once where the undead came from... the cemetary...Earth was freshly dug up, or rather pushed up from beneath, by many of the graves, and as the Heroes approached, their life force was sensed by these animatyed corpses. Zombies and skel;etons made theior way across the soft ground, Achilles quickly grew overwhelmed and fell to his his knees several times. But it was not just the zombies and skeletons overwhelming the party, from the rear of the cemetary a Deathlock Wight attacked the Heroes with grave bolts and when they made their way across this grave battlefield, his claw attracks not only did damage but sucked the life from his targets...But all would not be lost this day. The roar of a dragon, a cry to Bahamut came from behind the party. Evil was sensed by the local church to the Platinum Dragon, but only one was brave enough to investigate. Clad in gleaming armor, this cleric, this healer, this bane of undead charged into the fray, destroying several zombies and skeletons with the shear force of his will and his faith.The wight had nowhere to go, immabolized by the party, he had to stay and fgight, but his power from beyond the grave was not enough...The heroes searched the stone cairns and the tomb. Within the tomb they found a stairway leading down.....Requiem for a Hero-As the Heroes looked through Dorn's belongings, they found on item of note, a simple feather quill, carefully kept in a carved wooden scroll case. The parchment in the case had on it one poem... Lucilla, My LoveI shall go foreInto the worldArmored and armedLife at riskOne dayNot just a rosePretty as your faceOr diamondsparkles notMuch as your eyesA fortressA keepTo hold myPosession most prizedYouwho hold my heart.Hazim delivered this to fair Ducilla.She knew not the name of Dorn, knew him only from afar, though stories told by others revealed him to have been a happy soul, quick with a drinking song, quicker with a drink for a thirsty friend, and anyone thirsty was a friend.The farmer Jonas came to look at Dorn's body. His middle son, stood behind him, and as he approached Jonas stopped him "There is nothing there you should see.""Who is it father.""A Hero, one who saved us."And Jonas offered to bury Dorn on his family plot, to show him respect, so that his family would know why that winter there was food on their table.100 XP Quest completed.*********************</blockquote>

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