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#29900
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hunchback isaac being deformed~
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Isaac~
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A strange and deformed being stands here tugging on a bell rope.
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The being before you just happens to be named Isaac, although how you know
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that is beyond you, but he is a poor and deaf hunchback, once hired by the High
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Priest of the cathedral to ring the bells. He is quite large, but appears
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smaller due to his deformity, and looks to be quite strong.
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#29901
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ghoul being~
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the ghoul~
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A ghoul is here attacking a man in black robes!
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This being looks like a long dead and dessicated human corpse. Its neat
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translucent skin is taut about its bones and you think you can see strange
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little white movements underneath it.
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#29902
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ghoul being~
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the ghoul~
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A ghoul is plodding towards the woman!
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This being looks like a long dead and dessicated human corpse. Its neat
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translucent skin is taut about its bones and you think you can see strange
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little white movements underneath it.
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#29903
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esmerelda priestess woman~
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Esmerelda the priestess~
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A woman dressed in dark robes watches the approaching undead in fear.
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Dressed in solid black, Esmerelda is the current High Priestess of this
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Cathedral. Funny how you had never heard of a female high priestess before
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this time, isn't it? And even stranger, you know her name... How distinctly
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odd. Anyways, Esmerelda seems to be watching the undead before her advancing
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ever so slowly, maybe you can try to save her!
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#29904
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priest man~
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the man~
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A man, dressed in black and silver robes, is fighting off some undead!
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This man is wearing a black and silver robe and is swinging a mace made of
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what looks to be obsidian. He seems to be sorely beset by the undead before
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him.
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#29905
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wyrenthoth dracolich dragon undead~
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Wyrenthoth~
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It is on this ledge that Wyrenthoth sits, preening him... itself.
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Hmmm... Seems that you have managed to walk in on Wyrenthoth during one of
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his... Its preening sessions. You don't exactly understand what there is to
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see beyond the bones. Oh, wait, you didn't even know what the thing in front
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of you was did you? Well, you take the time to look, for once, and notice that
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it is a large collection of bones. And it just so happens that this large
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collection of bones serves to form what looks to be a dragon, although the odd
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bone or two seems to be out of place. It does appear that Wyrenthoth is a
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dracolich.
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#29906
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vampire erich man~
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Erich~
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A pale white man dressed in a black stands before you.
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The man before you is dressed in all black except for his cape which has a
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red satin lining. He has dark hair and cold green eyes that catch and reflect
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every movement. Erich, as his name happens to be, is the master vampire in
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control of all of the evil undead which infest this cathedral.
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#29907
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giant zombie~
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the giant zombie~
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A rather large zombie is lumbering about here, quite aimlessly.
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The zombie giant seems to be wandering around crushing those who oppose
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the... It. It is an enormous mass of rotting flesh and filth that smells, to
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put it bluntly, really bad.
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#29908
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skeleton human~
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the human skeleton~
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A skeletal human is standing here, looking rather confused.
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You look upon this being with a good deal of curiosity. Then it begins to
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twitch, and looks around. You are rather shocked, until you realize that it
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seems to be looking for someone in particular.
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#29909
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zombie~
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the zombie~
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A zombie is wandering these halls.
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The thing before you is a rotting corpse, complete with flesh falling off of
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it in small chunks. It is dressed in the remains of a peasant's clothing and
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seems to have a single purpose in mind (not that its mind could probably handle
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any more than that).
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#29910
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shadow~
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the shadow~
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A shadow made of inky blackness moves along the wall towards you.
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The moving shape of blackness looks like it is a shadow that lost its owner
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at some point. It looks rather malignant. To put it mildly.
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#29911
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wight~
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the wight~
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A hideous creature is here, mere skin and bones, howling madly.
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This ghastly apparition fills you with nigh-absolute terror. Your first
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conscious thought is to run. Run fast and far that is. However, your second
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thought is to look at it a little more closely. In doing so, you notice that
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it seems to be made of mummified flesh, stretched over pointed bones. Also, it
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has strangely glowing red eyes.
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#29912
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wraith~
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the wraith~
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A strange humanoid shape moves towards you. It is a wraith!
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This thing looks vaguely humanoid, but does not appear to be made of flesh
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but rather seems to be made of a strange electricity in the air.
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#29913
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banshee form humanoid mother superior~
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the banshee~
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A strange humanoid form stands in one corner of the room, singing.
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The once beautiful complexion of this female has deteriorated under the
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ravages of time and decay, leaving only a pale resemblance to the former living
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elf. Looking closely at the clothing she wears, you notice that it appears to
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be the soul of the cathedral's Mother Superior.
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#29914
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ghost abbott~
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the ghost of the Abbott~
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A portly ghost is sitting on an ethereal bed, singing softly to himself.
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This lost soul looks like he was once the Abbott of the cathedral. He is a
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portly fellow and even though he is long since dead, he looks rather jovial.
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When you look at him, he stops singing for a minute, looks up at you, smiles
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sadly, and then continues his song.
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