Dead talk

[DM Odin]

Talked about over a pint in the Vissen.

"Either it was that death cult trying to assualt the city or some experiment went awful wrong."

"Huh?"

"well you see, my cousins brother in law - a fleetsman mind you - said that the entire neighbourhood was littered with dead people. Rotting corpses all over..."

"huh?"

"Yes, walking dead. Killed ones though."

"H.... Huh?"

"Thats right - killed dead people. They had tried to swarm the trades and common but luckily some really handy adventurers took em out and by the morning the attacks stopped."

"Oh?"

"Yup, lucky for us some people aint afraid of nothing!"

"Hm..."

"The stench is still there though."

"Oh..."

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On another table across the room.

"Yes, they say those priests of Culnul are feeding their own to their gruesome master."

"What?"

"Not sure but my brother who hear things say its an internal power struggle."

"Who cares. I would say Good riddance!"

"I guess, but a priestess of Peralia visiting the docks the other day warned my brother that those cultists wont stay put in their graves for long. Too little soul left in em for that."

"So instead of a bunch of crazy people we are stuck with a bunch of vengeful ghosts?!? Rel help us..."

"Aye, lets hope that infighting stops soon. In the end a death cult in order is better then one in chaos..."

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