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A creature passes in the night and reads a few lines from the "priestess" messages, but halts himself as he remembers that the written word can be just as deceptive and cursed as the voice of the witch. He remembers the rumours about the witch. He mumbles and spits on the ground and gains...

A creature listens and laughs hystericly...

He mumbles..
-Hehehe...the witch seems to hold the town under some spell...
First she can cause massacres and still be forgiven by the revived ones and their friends...

Hehehehe....

The creature, hearing his servant showing such instant loyalty, falls to the ground in an even more hysteric attack of laughter. -Hehehe...now walk south..hehe...bring me food, gold and things of value..hehe. To whatever price, by murder or work....now go! The creature points south, towards the tow...

In the cloudy night, where a full moon shines, a dark, cloaked figure stands on top of a mountaincliff, laughing hystericly and endlessly it seems. The creature grasps for breath as his laughter seems to exhaust him, making him nearly loose his balance and slip over the cliffedge. In his right hand...

A dark, cloaked figure approaches the site and observes that no flesh nor any equipment is left on the body of the dead orc. Therefore it seems there is no one present as well. The figure grins and whispers, - Hehe, you not leave this realm orc, I will make sure you won't, hehe. He struggles with c...