*Roman creeps up on the House of Redemption dig site as usual, trying not to be noticed for being late to guard duty. Noone is there save for the construction workers. As he stands guard he catch wind of something most foul as the air moves from the woods behind the encampment*
*he creeps up more seriously towards the back and notices a nasty green mist and at least 6 or 10 forms hunched over in the shade of the trees back there. He does a bit of reconnaisance*
*when he realizes what they are, he immediately goes on high alert... using a quick jaunt of etherealness to close the distance and get smack in the center of them before unleashing a Jergalite's wrath on these fiends besmudging the hallowed graves of the children. By the time he gets close enough to all of them partially hidden in the ferns, he has no time to count before at least three of them are hewn into parts.*
*after dispatching them all... what appeared to be rather formidible undead of the ghast variety... 8 maybe 10... he warily tells the construction workers what happened and to be on high guard.*
"Dark times this day, Mister Bubs... be warned... be wary"
*When others of the guild show up, Ravossel and Kaetta, he asks the druid if she can tell if the land is tainted. Ravossel begins blessing the area all around the graves with her rod of holy water.*
*as they are talking about what could be wrong to have such happen, a band of orc show up from the hills just down river and insist that is sacred land and start to tear up the ground around the dig sight before the House of Redmeption folk deter them with all forms of froce necessary*