Description
Several nights ago, a group of thugs pulled off a successful scam in the town of Sandpoint. At their leaderâ??s urging, they immediately set off through the countryside, thinking to put some distance between themselves and the now-upset villagers of Sandpoint and let the incident fade. Two nights ago, they found themselves on the outskirts of the town of Galduria, and decided to make a tour of every tavern in town to celebrate their recent success. Midway through their tour, they encountered a horse-drawn wagon carrying a lone, haggard crone. Heavily influenced by the flagons of wine and ale they had consumed, the revelers stopped the vulnerable-looking old woman and roughed her up, beating her into unconsciousness and stealing a few gunny sacks of seemingly random possessions from her wagon.
Among the items they found when they dumped the contents on the ground, the miscreants discovered a macabre black candle covered in strange sigils and smelling faintly of blood. In their drunken haze, they went to a local cemetery and lit it, performing a mock rite, imitating witchesâ?? hexes and cultish chants. Amid all their fun, they didnâ??t notice when a pair of shambling corpses rose from a nearby crypt and began dancing among them. Before they could recover from their drunken torpor, the undead tore them all to shreds.
Written by Joe Caubo & JP Chapleau
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