On Behalf of Grendel Dickens, whom cannot write or read, I, Lt. Joran Thomason of the Travancian Guard relay the following message: "I went out to go and prep the graves for some folks who had passed and I couldn't find their bodies anywhere. The place they are kept is sealed mighty fine, no animal should be able to get in! Besides that I also had some of the fresh graves robbed? Who in their right mind would be taking those laid to rest? How am I supposed to tell their families I lost their bodies, it ain't good or wholesome. I don't got much gold, but maybe one of you heroic sort care enough to help me figure out what is happening to them. -Grendel Dickens, Gravedigger"
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