Killing d'EVILLE!

The Mayor of Dundee has long held an edict for the eradication of zombies, and enlisted every willing able bodied man and woman to take up the fight.

One such adventurer, El Sinister, reportedly became quite anxious to offer his assistance. Vowing to rid the city of "d'EVILLE" and with a flip of his paige-boy cut hair, he ran off headlong in search of zombies. In a flourish of fury and assisted by the gods' "LIGHT," El Sinister bagged himself a couple of zombie heads.

The puerile Cleric dropped the heads on the desk of the Mayor proudly. "What are these?" asked the Mayor looking dismayed at the decaying craniums of some highly notable, lazy adventurers.

"They are the heads of Inn Zombies, truly a crippling EVILLE!" proclaimed El Sinister proudly.

"I cannot do anything with such heads! Ah well... Good Job El Sinister, here's 2 silvers per head. Sorry, but Inn Zombie heads have festered too long and are too moldy and gooey to be worth any jewels," lamented the Mayor as he went back to work grumbling about the idleness of of adventurers.

~ Chryseis Fyre