Necropoliss, the City of the Undead

ne day the rumor could be heard throughout Britannia, that the Shadowclan orcs were planning some activities against the citizens of Yew. So KugelBlitz, Jean-Luec, Sir Aigolf and me were travelling to the Yew woods to find out whether the rumor was true. We came across the undead keep, as an orc and some undead were stopping us.

The orc seemed to be very hungry and was testing Jean-Luec's horse if it was edible for him. A passing traveller was opening a moongate with magery, as the orc named Gratch shouted "ACK! MOJO!" and ran off into the woods. Most orcs were known to be afraid of magery.

Then the undead seemed to get interesting in our horses, and they examined KugelBlitz's horse closely. Then they demanded to hand out the horse. I stepped forward and warned them to stop grabbing at the horse and poking it. They didn't seem to be impressed by my interference and ignored my warning. I then pulled my bow out of the backpack and repeated my warning. Still they continued grabbing at KugelBlitz's horse.

I then stressed with sharp words that I would be forced to use my bow if this rude behavior wouldn't stop. The heads of the undead slowly turned around. They eyed me closely. Mistress Cara took her heavy crossbow and lifted it up. The situation had become rather critical now. For sure none of the undead guessed that I almost was a grandmaster in the arts of archery, because I just was wearing a simple leather armor.
I didn't want to let the situation escalate, so I proposed my companions to leave the place in order to avoid a bloodbath. They agreed at once. Slowly we retreated. After the undead were out of sight, we sighed with release. That had was close!

Some hours later I visited the Evil Eye Tavern next to the undead keep. Strange things were to be seen there. There were two tavern spirits (one outside and one inside), which I didn't understand the meaning of.
Outside the tavern a brown metal chest was standing. With astonishment I recognized that it was a garbage drop!

I sat down at the bar of the Evil Eye Tavern and ordered an ale from the zombie waiter, as three persons entered the scene. One of them was the known Tay Trenfenwyd, accompanied by two vampyres. I heard that one of the vampyres was addressed with the name Kamir Sang. They ignored me, and left soon as a messenger of the undead arrived, shouting breathlessly that the orc fort was under attack.
I continued with my ale, mustering the oppressive atmosphere of this place, the spider's webs, the skeletons hanging from the wall and the musty smell hanging heavily in the air.
I didn't feel very comfortable there, so I left soon before any other dangerous creatures were entering.

09/98

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