Night of the Undead (open)

[Drevmal]

Bats swooped around above the pub. Rain pelted down against the windows, defening any sounds heard from within or outside. Immune the the fact that death was coming closer every second, people sang and danced within the pub. Drunk men staggered around the room, their breath smelling of beer. As lightening cracked the sky, you saw outline of strange looking people, slowely making their way towards the pub, groaning as they stumbled through the mud. No one saw this of course, since there was to much going on within the pub. Maidens laughed and danced, their hips swaying to the music, as the band played a Irish tune heartily.

Drevmal watched silently, a beer in one hand, and an axe leaning on the wall beside him. He watched a particular Maiden as she danced, a dreamy look in his eyes. Her red hair swayed with her, her rosy cheeks flushed with exitement. Her plain blue dress looking lovely in the light. Drevmal was not used to such delight, since he was a areana chamipon, used to violence and misery. Being a dwarf, it was hard to believe how tall he was, nearly as big as a full grown human.

Lightening streaked across the sky, and the outlines of the group of strange people became visable through the window, gathering the attention of the pubs patrons. Even the band put down their instruments and walked over to the window, eager to see what everyone was looking at. Although no one there knew what they were, Drevmal did, and a wave of fear grasped his heart like an iron hand. As they same closer, some features of the things were visable. Blood was splattered across their shirts, and bones were showing through their grey and decomposed skin. Veins and guts, much to the disgust of the patrons, were smeared across their mouths, and bodies. Several women screamed and backed away from the windows, covering their eyes in fright, as what the beings were became clear.

"Creatures from hell!" cried the local priest who happened to be in the pub, and fainted right on the spot. Drevmal looked out of the window grimly, a battle was coming.

"Undead" he cried "Everyone away from the windows, men, barricade the doors".
Drevmal looked out the window and saw the increased number of undead.


Death was coming.......