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\_| The Graveyard |
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| Situated in the midst of the giant timber and ever encroaching |
| forest, the graveyard was once the pride of its caretakers. |
| The shrubs and trees at one time were immaculately trimmed, |
| flowers bloomed in an attempt to lighten the dreary atmosphere |
| that graveyards usually cast over visitors, and each tomb was |
| painstakingly manicured. That is, until recently. A rash of |
| vandalism has plagued the graveyard and foul beasts have been |
| reported lurking in the shadows at every turn. Strangely |
| enough, almost every sighting of strange happenings and |
| creatures has occurred during the hours of darkness, when the |
| moon is out and fell magic at its peak. |
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| With all the strange happenings, its little wonder that the |
| caretakers have fled and the graveyard has fallen into |
| disrepair. The morgue itself sits vacant in the center of the |
| graveyard. Whether its closing foretold of the things to come, |
| or was a direct result of it is unclear. Abishai, the morgue's |
| chief mortician, disappeared around the time all of this |
| strangeness began. Somehow, there seems to be more going on |
| than is immediately evident. |
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