He's been moving between Nott and the castle for his deliveries, so he's quick to hear that the southern city is having issues dispatching of their dead.
These risen dead hardly resemble the Isshusha'im. It's not holy rituals that have brought them back to shamble across the earth. Flesh still clings to some of them, the stench of rot hanging in the air.
He's armed himself with a simple cudgel, better a blunt weapon against them, and sets out from the portal to walk along the outskirts of the old part of the city, close to the lake - with an odd companion today.
"There -" he says quickly to Lucifer, pointing out two of the undead dragging another body into the murky waters. Unconscious or already dead, it's hard for him to say, but whoever it is certainly isn't struggling or fighting back. Without waiting for a response, Kahlil dashes forward, knocking the skull off the decaying shoulders of one of the bloated bodies. The stench is horrific, he swallows back the sudden urge to vomit.
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These risen dead hardly resemble the Isshusha'im. It's not holy rituals that have brought them back to shamble across the earth. Flesh still clings to some of them, the stench of rot hanging in the air.
He's armed himself with a simple cudgel, better a blunt weapon against them, and sets out from the portal to walk along the outskirts of the old part of the city, close to the lake - with an odd companion today.
"There -" he says quickly to Lucifer, pointing out two of the undead dragging another body into the murky waters. Unconscious or already dead, it's hard for him to say, but whoever it is certainly isn't struggling or fighting back. Without waiting for a response, Kahlil dashes forward, knocking the skull off the decaying shoulders of one of the bloated bodies. The stench is horrific, he swallows back the sudden urge to vomit.