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[Harry Baldman]

"We've got holy water! Hooray! And salt, too! Let's move out!"

Head over to the graveyard!

[USEC_OFFICER]

"Alright... Come on, Tomo and Seanna, we can't leave Nosegay alone in there."

Egen follows the dwarf.

[Gamerlord]

"I think we should be worried for undead, not him.

[USEC_OFFICER]

"That's what I meant. We can't let Nosegay be attacked by the undead with no-one to help him."

[Gamerlord]

"And I meant that it would be quite cruel to force those poor undead to deal with him."

[USEC_OFFICER]

Egen looks confused at Seanna.

[Gamerlord]

"He scares me. A lot."

[USEC_OFFICER]

"Oh." Egen looks around, unsure what to say. "Well... I'm here if you need me, and if he does anything to you, I'll try to help, okay?"

[Gamerlord]

"I'm just... not sure he's sane. That's all. Please don't tell him?"

[USEC_OFFICER]

Egen lays a comforting hand on Seanna's shoulder and smiles at her, "Okay. I won't. I'm afraid of other things too."

[Gamerlord]

Seanna smiles back. "Thanks."

[USEC_OFFICER]

"Alright, let's get going then. We've got a job to do!"

[TCM]

"Yeah, we all should set out."

Follow adventure party.

[Yoink]

Moskar had been about to speak to the priest when the other tavern-sitters from earlier piled in, ruining the quiet with their jabbering voices. He glowered at them, but then again they probably expected nothing else. He had been going to ask the priest about the god, or gods, he followed, but now he supposed he wouldn't have a chance. Until this foolish task was done, anyway.
"I ssuppose I've been dragged into thiss, then," he spoke in his usual, unfriendly rasp, "Ssome childish errand, smashing up corpsses in their tombss."

Having apparently said his piece, the large lizardman checks the stowage of his cleaver, then without a backwards glance at the others-- or at the piece of paper the priest gave to everyone-- he strode off in the general direction of this 'graveyard'. Where he was from, the dead generally just remained in the sands where they fell, save for those rich or renowned enough to deserve a tomb. That was where the phrase 'a sand death' came from; if no-one cared enough to drag your body from where it lay, that's where your spirit would remain. Not that Moskar was the most pious sort.


>March over to this graveyard and see what's up.

>Remain on guard, keep an eye out for anyone or anything suspicious on the way.

[HailFire]

Despite happily following the group in the direction of the church, when Tomo sees that it's actually their destination, she slows down, falling to the back of the group, and ends up lingering uncertainly before the church steps while the rest of the group heads inside. Her and temples hadn't gotten on very well for a while now- just being so close to one, the aura of the place made her feel itchy all over.

Fortunately, she wasn't left waffling for long, as Moskar's sudden emergence from the church gave her a convenient excuse to get away from it; immediately, she falls into lockstep with him on his way to the graveyard.

"Hi ho, Mr. Scaleyperson!"

Follow/Pester Moskar