Lodow MoBo
First Post
A woman with her young son guides a Cleric and his two companions to a gravesite.
“My husband he was buried right over there.” She points to a hole in front of the tombstone. The priest nods his head with understanding. "what could have happened to him?" She looks to the priest for reassurance.
The Viking Rune Master ponders for a moment and suggests “necromancy?”. The woman’s worried face turns to one of horror.
Oblivious to this the barbarian highlander pipes in with “Maybe grave robbers?”
The woman looks around in terror. Looking at the priest, “Necromancers?” She runs off dragging her son after her.
Only with some luck another party member stopped her before she could send the whole town into hysterics.
“My husband he was buried right over there.” She points to a hole in front of the tombstone. The priest nods his head with understanding. "what could have happened to him?" She looks to the priest for reassurance.
The Viking Rune Master ponders for a moment and suggests “necromancy?”. The woman’s worried face turns to one of horror.
Oblivious to this the barbarian highlander pipes in with “Maybe grave robbers?”
The woman looks around in terror. Looking at the priest, “Necromancers?” She runs off dragging her son after her.
Only with some luck another party member stopped her before she could send the whole town into hysterics.