Post by Slanker on May 11, 2011 9:55:35 GMT -5
On one of those rare days that Greatgaunt seemed to be calm and quiet, a scarcely-clad woman came running into town. Hysterically screaming, widened eyes and hands flapping around like she was possessed “…Zzzooombies….Zzombies ..they tried to KILL me in the bathhhou…ssse”
Upon investigating, the guards of Greatgaunt stumbled upon a lone zombie merely sitting on one of the benches on the women’s side of the bathhouse. A towel around his waist and a blank stare into nothing, the undead seemed to be doing nothing more than relaxing. Lying between the feet of the undead however, a small bit of flesh was seen, which could only be described as the undead’s former proof of his manlihood.
Quickly the Greatgaunt guards used their well known skills to dispose of the undead in a fashionable manner. Thoroughly they searched the remaining rooms of the bathhouse, but no other sign of any undead could be discovered.
And so Greatgaunt eventually returned to the calm and quiet state it was in earlier that day. With the exception of one crazed out woman, who kept grabbing everyone she could find to retell her horrible experience.
Upon investigating, the guards of Greatgaunt stumbled upon a lone zombie merely sitting on one of the benches on the women’s side of the bathhouse. A towel around his waist and a blank stare into nothing, the undead seemed to be doing nothing more than relaxing. Lying between the feet of the undead however, a small bit of flesh was seen, which could only be described as the undead’s former proof of his manlihood.
Quickly the Greatgaunt guards used their well known skills to dispose of the undead in a fashionable manner. Thoroughly they searched the remaining rooms of the bathhouse, but no other sign of any undead could be discovered.
And so Greatgaunt eventually returned to the calm and quiet state it was in earlier that day. With the exception of one crazed out woman, who kept grabbing everyone she could find to retell her horrible experience.