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It's laborious, but you're somehow able to emit a Nazgûl voice from inside your skull. You try speaking to your undead fellows, "Who goes there?" Most of them can only provide a fraction of a sentence. "Can't rest" "Must go" "I'm Killed" "Save your strength", some a non verbal. Those with tasks can't stop working to talk to you. Eventually you find a zombie as articulate as yourself.
"I was Krom, woodcutter."
You points at Master What's his problem?
"Somon. The Necromancer who raised us to undeath. We haven't much time to speak."
Ask what?
>write in
