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Koln lowers the boot, finishing off the zombie in a rather gory fashion, "Just like they showed us in school. Now Clover we must hurry, Ruby is in danger!" He runs in the direction he is hearing the racket, quickly looking over his shoulder to see if Clover's following.

Koln and Clover continue in the direction of the earlier gunshots. ((Are we there yet?))
 

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The Neighbor's Farm

"Maybe we should check out that last room," Ruby concluded as she made her way inside the room that the zombie bursted out of.

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1d20+5 → [15,5] = (20)
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There is nothing very interesting in this room. It is a typical bedroom, it looks like it might have been a guest room when the house was functional. Now all that remains is battered furniture and shreds of clothes. What remains of the bed in the room is covered in dry blood. There is some money in a drawer next to the bed along with a few other useless objects like a rusty nailclipper and nail file.

Ruby finds $20 in the bedroom.
 


Clover and Ruby arrive upstairs to find Lacey picking her guns off the ground next to the lifeless body of the other zombie. They can hear Ruby rustling around in the bedroom.

Koln rolls into the room with gun drawn, and is surprised to find that the zombie is already finished. He blinks confusedly, expecting to find a gun-toting villain. "Hm that's funny, I heard small arms fire..."
As he stands his boot touches a bullet casing, and he looks down to notice a pattern of them on the floor. "Hm... someone was dual wielding sidearms... now who?" Koln thinks for a moment, putting away his own weapon and drawing out his two hands in the shape of guns.

"Was it the zombie? Judging from the holes in her she was a terrible shot unless... Ah I got it! Lacey, you're the gunman-err gunwoman I was so worried about? I should have guessed!" Koln chuckles, only now realizing she's holding both pistols "Er...Wait, how...? Where were you keeping those...? Oh, uhm nevermind, it's best if I remain ignorant. Anyway, nice job on the decapitation," Koln says with admiration as he looks down at the zombie's severed head, "Very cleanly done... using only bare hands? Hmm.. no, this was your doing, wasn't it Ruby?" Koln calls to her from the other room. "Excellent, they taught you 'Basic Undead Combatics' in school too? Maybe the Amish aren't as lost as I thought." He says with a smirk before kneeling over the corpse of the... er corpse. He blesses himself before searching the body. "Never believe that saying 'Dead men tell no tales.' Actually, in my experience, sometimes the dead talk too much."

Search check (looking for a wallet/ID/cell phone/suspicious markings on body i.e. evidence of earlier wounds or tattoos)
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1d20+2+8 → [2,2,8] = (12)
Ok, with that roll I will be content with a name scribbled on the back of it's shorts

"Hmm... upon close inspection so far.. I can be certain that in life she was known as... 'Fruit of the Loom'..."

((And does Spirit's Touch tell Koln anything as he searches the zombie?))
 

"Uh... Koln? I don't think that's her name. Now let's see here..." Swallowing her disgust for the morbid creature, Clover crouched down to do some searching of her own.

(Following Koln's example and searching for clues!)
Search (I love my search mod ^.^)
1d20+11 → [10,11] = (21)
 

"Very cleanly done... using only bare hands? Hmm.. no, this was your doing, wasn't it Ruby?" Koln calls to her from the other room. "Excellent, they taught you 'Basic Undead Combatics' in school too? Maybe the Amish aren't as lost as I thought." He says with a smirk before kneeling over the corpse of the... er corpse. He blesses himself before searching the body. "Never believe that saying 'Dead men tell no tales.' Actually, in my experience, sometimes the dead talk too much."

Ruby pockets the $20 and leaves the room to greet Clover and Koln. "Hey guys! Wow did you miss the fight with this creature. Never in my life have I been taken back by such a thing."
She leans against the wall while trying to sort things out. "According to Lacey there's someone nearby who is raising the dead to do his or her bidding," she said deep in thought. She takes the newly found pocket watch from her satchel and opens it up to see what's inside out of curiosity.
 

The Neighbor's Farm

Koln rolls into the room with gun drawn, and is surprised to find that the zombie is already finished. He blinks confusedly, expecting to find a gun-toting villain. "Hm that's funny, I heard small arms fire..."
As he stands his boot touches a bullet casing, and he looks down to notice a pattern of them on the floor. "Hm... someone was dual wielding sidearms... now who?" Koln thinks for a moment, putting away his own weapon and drawing out his two hands in the shape of guns.

"Was it the zombie? Judging from the holes in her she was a terrible shot unless... Ah I got it! Lacey, you're the gunman-err gunwoman I was so worried about? I should have guessed!" Koln chuckles, only now realizing she's holding both pistols "Er...Wait, how...? Where were you keeping those...? Oh, uhm nevermind, it's best if I remain ignorant. Anyway, nice job on the decapitation," Koln says with admiration as he looks down at the zombie's severed head, "Very cleanly done... using only bare hands? Hmm.. no, this was your doing, wasn't it Ruby?" Koln calls to her from the other room. "Excellent, they taught you 'Basic Undead Combatics' in school too? Maybe the Amish aren't as lost as I thought." He says with a smirk before kneeling over the corpse of the... er corpse. He blesses himself before searching the body. "Never believe that saying 'Dead men tell no tales.' Actually, in my experience, sometimes the dead talk too much."

Search check (looking for a wallet/ID/cell phone/suspicious markings on body i.e. evidence of earlier wounds or tattoos)
Roll Lookup
1d20+2+8 → [2,2,8] = (12)
Ok, with that roll I will be content with a name scribbled on the back of it's shorts

"Hmm... upon close inspection so far.. I can be certain that in life she was known as... 'Fruit of the Loom'..."

((And does Spirit's Touch tell Koln anything as he searches the zombie?))

"Uh... Koln? I don't think that's her name. Now let's see here..." Swallowing her disgust for the morbid creature, Clover crouched down to do some searching of her own.

(Following Koln's example and searching for clues!)
Search (I love my search mod ^.^)
1d20+11 → [10,11] = (21)

Spirit Touch doesn't work on the zombie. It only works on objects.

Lacey grins at Koln. "I keep my guns very close to me" she says lifting up her skirt revealing two holsters for pistols strapped to her legs."

Koln
[sblock]
You hear Socrates say from inside your pocket "See look! I told you they were blue!"
[/sblock]

Nobody finds anything. The zombie is too destroyed to distinguish and the wounds on her could be from from her orginal death or the fight she was just involved in. It looks like whoever was in the house beforehand did a good job ransacking the place and taking anything of real value and nothing is found by searching the zombie's body.
 


Spirit Touch doesn't work on the zombie. It only works on objects.

Lacey grins at Koln. "I keep my guns very close to me" she says lifting up her skirt revealing two holsters for pistols strapped to her legs."

Koln
[sblock]
You hear Socrates say from inside your pocket "See look! I told you they were blue!"
[/sblock]

Nobody finds anything. The zombie is too destroyed to distinguish and the wounds on her could be from from her orginal death or the fight she was just involved in. It looks like whoever was in the house beforehand did a good job ransacking the place and taking anything of real value and nothing is found by searching the zombie's body.

Koln puts up his hands and averts his eyes, exclaiming "Gah! I am a man of God! Put your skirt back down! Yes yes, I know Socrates, you were right, it's blue. But still! You don't see me pulling down my pants so I can show off my boomstick! Yes it is ordinarily in my pants, but I left it in the truck anyway. Only so many shells left and it'd make too much noise... little did I know I'd be fighting zombies." He sighs and stands up.
I was hoping Spirit's Touch would at least help since he was touching the zombie's clothes.

"Raising the dead like this is a capital sin. Divine retribution shall come... some other time! It has to be nearly daylight by now."

 

The Neighbor's Farm

Koln puts up his hands and averts his eyes, exclaiming "Gah! I am a man of God! Put your skirt back down! Yes yes, I know Socrates, you were right, it's blue. But still! You don't see me pulling down my pants so I can show off my boomstick! Yes it is ordinarily in my pants, but I left it in the truck anyway. Only so many shells left and it'd make too much noise... little did I know I'd be fighting zombies." He sighs and stands up.
I was hoping Spirit's Touch would at least help since he was touching the zombie's clothes.

"Raising the dead like this is a capital sin. Divine retribution shall come... some other time! It has to be nearly daylight by now."

Lacey sulks after putting the two pistols away "Nobody likes my guns?"

"Raising the dead like this is a capital sin. Divine retribution shall come... some other time! It has to be nearly daylight by now."

Lacey takes her phone out of her bag and looks at the time "It's almost 3AM, we still have some time. There's one other building here where someone evil could be hiding. Let's take a look-see and if we find nothing then we go home, kay?"
 

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