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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Quasqueton" data-source="post: 833523" data-attributes="member: 3854">The Fiendish Oerth Game Story - part 1bThe four recently revived 'soldiers' made their way slowly across the day-old battlefield, stepping over and around the corpses of humans, elves, orcs, gnolls, and strange twisted creatures. They were headed for the village they could see to the . . . in that direction. The red sky held no sun, so compass directions were impossible to determine. The black smoke of burning buildings served as the only major landmark they could head towards. In all other directions was just more battlefield debris.Simon the human ranger, and Salem the halfling cleric of Fharlanghn spotted movement among the corpses ahead. Something was crawling low to the ground, trying to avoid being seen while apparently moving to get in the group's path. Salem said nothing, but Simon spoke quietly to Cedrin the human fighter and Lorgard the dwarf mage, to warn of what he saw. The group had been walking with their weapons in hand and ready, so they continued their movement toward the distance village without outward sign of taking guard.When the creature reached their intended path, it stopped and successfully concealed itself among a group of corpses. Someone said, "Be ready." As the group got within about thirty feet of the last spot they saw the hidden danger, it leapt up and snarled. The creature was a nasty, decayed beast with wicked teeth and claws. Its physical position and black eyes were aimed directly at the halfling on the far right of the group.None of the group were surprised, thanks to the ranger's warning, and Cedrin the fighter was first to act. He immediately charged, and with one massive swing of his bastard sword, the beast fell.There was a silent pause as four pairs of eyes searched the immediate area for other movement. There was none. So they moved forward again. Salem suggested they move double time to reach the potential safety of the village buildings before other wandering creatures discovered them. Everyone agreed, and the group hustled across the battlefield.Jogging around and hopping over corpses and debris made for more difficult movement, but they closed on the village much quicker. When they were within a long-range spear throw of the village, they saw movement between two buildings ahead. The group stopped.About half a dozen humanoid creatures emerged from an 'alley', and turned to move away perpendicular to the group's direction. The creatures were dressed in various pieces of armor, with army insignia, but they carried no weapons. Two were humans, one an elf (each with heraldic devices like what the group wore), and two others were orcs (in tunics showing the opposing army's symbol). They all looked dead, and moved with an obvious slowness. One of the apparent zombies noticed the group and turned his walking towards them. Simon, Salem, Cedrin, and Lorgard winced as the other four walking dead turned their heads and feet to follow the first.Cedrin fired his crossbow at the approaching undead as the group waited for the slow moving creatures to close some of the distance between them. Then they charged forward to attack. As the two groups met, Salem held forward his holy symbol and channeled positive energy through himself. The sickly and oppressive air of the battlefield weakened his attempt to turn the zombies.His three companions took on the animated corpses, trading minor blows with them, before Salem could try his holy channeling again. But the second effort proved powerful, and the zombies turned and fled."Follow them; see where they go," said the halfling cleric. Cedrin hustled back to pick up his dropped crossbow, but the others charged forward to give chase to the zombies.To be continued . . .</blockquote>

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