SelcSilverhand
First Post
Evret finishes covering the body of Lirev with a blanket from his own bedroll. There was no reason for all these people to see this. As Nalden vents his anger over the night's disaster he can't help but agree to his points. It all seemed so futile.
"This ghost will not let any of the Granthums rest. It is no longer satisfied with keeping them out of the cemetery, but is now hunting them out no matter where they go.
This ghost is strong in its anger. Our weapons didn't seem to hurt it, though our magic did. I'm not sure we can defeat it with only that tactic however. We need to know who the dwarf was in life and what has made him so angry to stick around to haunt the Granthums. This knowledge might be our best weapon against it.
We only have one lead, a dwarf bartender we met on our way here who had a brother who fought in the war. We're hoping he can tell us more. Now that we've seen the ghost we can describe it to him and maybe get some answers. Right now, it's our only hope."
"This ghost will not let any of the Granthums rest. It is no longer satisfied with keeping them out of the cemetery, but is now hunting them out no matter where they go.
This ghost is strong in its anger. Our weapons didn't seem to hurt it, though our magic did. I'm not sure we can defeat it with only that tactic however. We need to know who the dwarf was in life and what has made him so angry to stick around to haunt the Granthums. This knowledge might be our best weapon against it.
We only have one lead, a dwarf bartender we met on our way here who had a brother who fought in the war. We're hoping he can tell us more. Now that we've seen the ghost we can describe it to him and maybe get some answers. Right now, it's our only hope."