Authors: Thomas M. Reid
Bolstered by his companion’s skill, Vambran proceeded to advance down the road, calling on the power of Waukeen to aid him in driving back the shambling undead. Suddenly, to his right, another shuffling, limping creature stepped out of the shadows of an alley. Vambran spun, ready to drive it back. Then he faltered, the prayer dying on his lips.
The zombie shuffled closer, reaching for him, plainly visible in the light of the fire behind
Vambran. Its eyes were lifeless, its skin pale and tinged, and it came closer, a low growl issuing from its throat.
It was Uncle Kovrim.
THE SCIONS OF ARRABAR00THE RUBY GUARDIAN
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