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'A huge famine happened in the Empire', the inkeeper said. Anxious eyes watched him. 'The inbred hamlets of Sylvania', everybody grew silent now, as the innkeeper used an illegal word for his story. Now, all of the inn's visitors and regulars listened. 'Yes, all of the inbred Sylvanian hamlets went crazy.'
People started to walk away, fearing the Undead minions from the cemetery, a few stonethrows away, would come, disturbed by the unusual noise.
'It fears us all when you strike with the forbidden words, innkeeper!' a dreamy person said.
'Did they come yet?'the innkeeper replied. The people stopped walking away. Turning, the innkeeper began again.
'I'll continue then, as this is a unfinished mystery, and I have to finish.' The innkeeper walked behind the stairs, into the storage room. He then came back, with a folder. Entitled on it was:
Kill the Ghouls!
They infest our lands, they stalk with the Undead, they are merciless. They will eat you! They were once common people, but now they've gone mad! They are no longer of our kind! Kill them! Unholy creatures! We are organizing a campaign against, to rout them out. Come help us !
The local village committee.
Everybody saw it. The innkeeper nailed it upon the entrance door, on the outside.
'So, the people of Sylvania were becoming crazy. They began feasting upon corpses, out of madness. After some generations, these humanoids were no longer human, but animals.'
A wave of ''Uhh'' and ''Aahh'' were heard in the inn. Out of disgust, people vomited.
'Yes, they took bodies from the cemetry, graveyard, everywhere they could find meat. Cold meat as well', the innkeeper took a glass and filled it with brandy and went sitting on a stool.
'Ah, they are rumored to be here too, you know. They seem to go in packs, with one as their leader, and obey orders from Necromancers and Vampires. You can see hordes of these creatures stalking when a Strigoi Vampire leads them.' the innkeeper said.
'What's is a Strigoi? And they are here?' a crazed-looking farmsman asked. Alot of murmuring was sounded.
'That's like a strong Ghoul. Much stronger, as well as a Vampire he is. Much bigger he is. Long claws, rows of sharp teeth, just like a bigger Ghoul. But much more dangerous.', stated the innkeeper.
'Yes, these are creatures not to mess with...', the innkeeper said.
'How do you know this?' a person questioned.
'I have to confess something... I... I...' the innkeeper said softly.
'You are not a... a Necromancer are you?' an elderly man asked.
He did not answer. By that the people started to run towards the exit of the inn. Soldiers came and took him away. He was arrested because he didn't reply to a question.
He was one of the many who found their death to early. He was a forestander against the Undead. What might have happened when he would still live? Would he have invented a way to effectively destroy Undead? Who knows. Nobody knows. Was the elderly man a Vampire? A Necromancer perhaps? Who knows.
We only know that an innocent man was hanged and killed. And the Undead still roam.
Had fun reading that?
Thx for taking your time,
-Mannfred von Carstein
I'm afraid this is the 40k fluff forum. So technically it's not the right place.
Still, a fun story to read.
I don't know fantasy very well.. but for people who have beastmen living in their woods, chaos hordes attacking them from the north and orcs to the east, these peasants seem a bit easily frightened by the idea of animalistic cannibals.
umm humm. would the mods be so kind as to relocate?
Errr yes just realised that it was in here.
Srry for the trouble...
BTW, canibalistic is frightening for me enough.