Lundar's Library

Day 57, Year 538 of the Ascendancy

The popularity that the witch-priestess Lilit has
gained during recent months has spawned any number of Lilit fanatics
and clones. For the most part, these are irritating but harmless exiles
that usually end up with heaps of bad karma. Sometimes, however, these
onerous pests can manage to piss off an angry god. Today, a sylvan who
calls herself MotherOfUndine did just that. I was in Orga Camp when it
happened. Having just completed an OC2 rescue, I relaxed loungingly in
the now empty camp, enjoying all the spirit links I had garnered.
Suddenly, several of my friends started falling to undine that I’d
never even heard of before. A quick scrying told me they were in East
Field, and I abandoned Orga Camp for this unknown menace.

Upon reaching my destination, I found the field
littered with corpses. Some were even walking about, killing people.
These were the “Rotting Corpses”, undine who resembled Corpse
Warriors(don’t all decomposing bodies?) but hit twice as hard. Luckily,
exiles from town were beginning to take notice of this new threat, and
a rescue party arrived, and quickly dispatched the Rotting Corpse. We
then entered the Undine Hut, the source of all these foul undine. We
were greeted by an army of Rotting Corpses.

The undine posed quite a challenge, but what
awaited us below the hut would prove to be much more fatal. The momment
I descended the stairs, I was immediately felled by a small army of
undine. Corpse Warriors mingled freely with Rotting Corpses, and
several Lesser Spectres flew around for effect. But the true danger was
none of those. Behind this wall of undine stood the greater undine that
would be the downfall of many exiles that day: the Corpse Terror. It
resembled a Death Furie in appearance; a short and stout corpse with a
bad hairdo. What it could do was much worse. The Terror moved about
with great speed and agility for an undine, and felled most exiles with
but two swings. Only one for me, of course. The Terror lay waste all
the exiles that were present, and followed the survivors to the town of
Puddleby itself. There was begun the long and bloody battle against the
Terror, ’til finally a small army of exiles cornered it near the
Fighter Hall, and put the foul beast to rest.

Now, the start of all this, the self styled
“MotherOfUndine” was put to trial, and was convicted of summoning
undine, and jailed. It seemed that her mock rites and false chants had
angered the wrong god that day, and brought about the undead
retribution. What is this world coming to? (Check out several Vision
Stones of the Undine Cavern and the Corpse Terror part 1 and part 2)