((Right, so, I didn't quite anticipate everyone attacking the guy. at the same time. So, I'll do the actions in order of proximity to the Necromancer, and if he's dead, I'll just redirect them to a random zambie. I hope everyone is okay with that))
---Kenneth the necromancer and the putrid 7: good rolls all around edition---
Dart in fast and plant my sword in his chest.
Seanna, being the closest to the laughing necromancer, takes the oppertunity. She draws her blade and darts towards the necromancer. [3+2] She takes quick, nimble steps towards the man, closing the gap fast. At the last moment however, she nicks one of the zombies with her arm, throwing her slightly off course. Her blade ends up missing its mark, instead tearing a deep gash into the necromancers arm. He strikes out in a panic, but Seanna is long out of his reach before he can take a swing. He grabs his arm, clearly in pain.
"AGH, shit, attack! attack you mindless sacks of rot!" The zombies shamble into action, ready to attack our group. The one closest to the necromancer goes for Seanna, [8+1] but she gracefully steps to the side and kicks at its leg, making it fall face first onto the ground. Being that he's immobilized, Seanna quickly and deftly cuts off its head.
>Grab up the blade-end of the shovel I sliced through and throw it at the necromancer before he can command his zombies.
>Whatever the result of that, cut down as many enemy zombies as I can before they react.
((I always feel the need to specify 'unfriendly' or 'enemy' zombies in my attacks. 
This gets confusing after a while!))
One of the zombies, now commanded by its master, lunges towards moskar, baring its teeth. [9] Moskar sees the attack coming from a mile away and simply steps out of the way. [2+1] He goes for a follow-up strike, swinging the cleaver in a wide arc towards the zombies head. The zombie, showing either uncanny luck or a nimbleness unheard of for his kind, stoops at just the right moment to evade the cleaver.
"Damn zombies, I guess I need to help you with everything." The necromancer lets go of his wounded arm and hold his hand up in the air. Black symbols start to form around his hand and he seems to mumbling something. Moskar, deciding that he will have none of this necromancer crap, attempts to throw the shovelhead at him.
[10] This shovel was made exactly 20 years ago. It's edge is nicked to all hell and the left side is slighty dented. It was made by a blacksmith in a small village and bought by a farmer. This man was a hard worker and a loving father of three, and together the farmer and the shovel worked the land for over 15 years. 5 years ago, the shovel was stolen by a young wannabe necromancer, and was hanceforth used to dig up cropses. The shovel did not like this, but had no means to stop what he was being used for. But today this changes, today was the day he would revenge. Soaring through the air, for a brief moment the light cast from the torches reflects off of its scarred edge, heading straight toward the vile necromancer. With a wet thump, it embeds itself in the necromancers throat. The man falls to his knees, grabbing at his throat, unable to speak or breathe.
Moskar, still grinning at the succes of his throw, [1] attempts to put an end to the zombie that was attacking him, but manages only to hit empty air. Truly, this zombie must have taking boxing lessons in his former life.
With a leap and a graceful mid-air pirouette, jump into the room and punch the necromancer in the face with one of my gauntlets. Cancel his silly ass.
Nosegay, seeing the zombies attack his teammates, rushes towards the chamber. [8+1] He leaps into the chamber, putting his foot on one of heads of the zombies and makes a gracefull mid-air pirouette. He lands on the tip of his right foot, letting the momentum spin him around once more on the ground before taking a fighting pose, ready to punch the magic out of the necromancer. Upon closer inspection, however, it seems that the man is not in fact casting magic anymore, but rather bleeding to death on the ground. Deciding that he would rather not punch an already dying enemy, Nosegay turns toward the two zombies that were creeping up on him.
[9] the zombies lunge towards nosegay, intent on dragging him to the ground and feeding on his flesh. Nosegay does a split, evading their claws and then does a forward roll through one of the zombies legs. Coming up behind them now, he [8] remembers what Quinn Sturk, the strongman of the circus he did his internship at, once said. "Listen boy, magic ain't nothing compared to muscles. When they get all uppity with their fancy tricks, POW! just punch em in the jaw."[/glow] Nosegay swings his hand around a few times in a circle. When the zombie turn around, Nosegay is more than ready for him.
"I cast fist!" and uppercuts the zombie so hard its head snaps back violently enough to break its neck. The first zombie tumbles to ground as the second one now focusses on Nosegay. He [7] makes a graceful piroutte towards the zombie, extending his arm and hitting the zombie in the side of the head. The zombie falls to ground with a loud thump and doesn't get up.
Egen rushes forward into the chamber and blasts the necromancer with a miniature meteor strike.
Egen, seeing that the necromancer is clearly out of the fight, targets a pair of zombies instead. She throws up both hands and focuses on her spell. Glowing red symbols behind shining in the air in a circle, she feels her magic reaching out towards the sky. [8+1] She feels the magic going tense now, like a fishing line once a fish is hooked. She feels the power coming towards her. Suddenly, there is a large bang from above the group. The entire chamber shakes and bits of dirt and stone fall from the walls and ceiling. One piece of ceiling hits a zombie on the head, caving its skull.
Charge Necromancer and cut him, as that seems like the popular thing to do nowadays.
Leaving the mage to his silly riddles, you run like a madman into the larger crypt. You sprint down the tunnel and leap into the room. By now, only three zombies are remaining. You draw your cutlass with a flourish and face the first pair. [3][4] You lunge forward and make two swift cuts. Unfortunately, they both miss horribly. The zombies swipe at you with their claws and [6+1][2+1] you easily deflect the first attack by slapping away its arm with your sword, spinning around and cutting the zombie across the face. The second claw manages to swipe you across your right arm, leaving four gashes. You take a step back to get out of its reach and get a better look at the situation.
Tomo shakes her head as she watches everyone rush the necromancer from the shadows. Definitely not Master. There were criteria, after all, and he didn't meet any of them... and Master never indulged in maniacal laughing with visitors around! She turns, and continues stalking the cave, now that it's unguarded; she still had a job to do, after all.
Watch everyone get obliterated by friendly fire Sneak onward and explore the dig site
Deciding that all this fighting business isn't for you, you instead sneak around the zombies and go further into the chamber. It seems like this was a family burial chamber. Torches have been placed all around the room, the weak light they cast allows you to see that the graves have been opened up and are now empty, they probably contained the zombies your comrades are hacking up right now. You see that a statue has been torn down from the wall and a new tunnel is being dug. That's probably what those sounds you heard were. You walk along the bare crypt, enjoying the coolness of the place. You come across a table with a bunch of stuff on it. It seems that this is where they put the things they found buried with the corpses. There's a small pile of rings and necklaces, a small round shield and a short spear. Leaning against the table there's also a long handled sledgehammer. Seems they used it to bust open the caskets.
((For the record, two zambies remain. One that is attacking Natasha and one that's dodging all of Moskars blows.))
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