Orp Boon [M:83:616:][D3v:http://www.rpgmenagerie.com/index.cgi?action=display&board=cs&thread=406&page=1#374]"Is that family heirloom for sale?"[0:Gone fishing.][1:The store is open!]
If anyone were to look closely across the graveyard during the middle of this night, they would see a man with a large humped back using a shovel to dig a rather large hole in the middle of the yard, right in a line of graves.
Orp Boon [M:83:616:][D3v:http://www.rpgmenagerie.com/index.cgi?action=display&board=cs&thread=406&page=1#374]"Is that family heirloom for sale?"[0:Gone fishing.][1:The store is open!]
The hunched man throws a bit more dirt out of the hole before he drops his shovel to the ground with a clang. He slides down one of the dirt sides into the hole he dug and disappears for a moment.
"Mmm."
A scrapping sound comes out of the ground as the man lifts something out.
Margrett clears her throat behind the man, folding her arms.
Someone complained about a ghoul digging up the graveyard. Would you, ah... She eyed him, the thing he'd dug up, the shovel.
Know anything about that, sir?
Orp Boon [M:83:616:][D3v:http://www.rpgmenagerie.com/index.cgi?action=display&board=cs&thread=406&page=1#374]"Is that family heirloom for sale?"[0:Gone fishing.][1:The store is open!]
The man turns around and looks to Margett. A wooden box about size of a man sits on the edge of the hole behind him, clearly just taken out of the ground.
"Wha? Nope. No ghouls here. Nope nope nope. Just me."
The man turns away and grabs the lid of the box and begins to pry it off. Nails bend and Ping as he pries them up.
She steps on the lid of the box, not enough to crush it but not enough to stop him from prying it off.
Oh, I thought you'd know something about it. So what's in the box?
Orp Boon [M:83:616:][D3v:http://www.rpgmenagerie.com/index.cgi?action=display&board=cs&thread=406&page=1#374]"Is that family heirloom for sale?"[0:Gone fishing.][1:The store is open!]
She reaches into the grave and attempts to pull the man out by his lapels.
Orp Boon [M:83:616:][D3v:http://www.rpgmenagerie.com/index.cgi?action=display&board=cs&thread=406&page=1#374]"Is that family heirloom for sale?"[0:Gone fishing.][1:The store is open!]
Get out of that hole. You're under arrest for disturbing graves. She tried to push the coffin away from his reach with her foot.
Orp Boon [M:83:616:][D3v:http://www.rpgmenagerie.com/index.cgi?action=display&board=cs&thread=406&page=1#374]"Is that family heirloom for sale?"[0:Gone fishing.][1:The store is open!]
She pushed it back, a tiny bit closer to his fingers.
Show me where the Master is and I'll let you have the dead guy.
Orp Boon [M:83:616:][D3v:http://www.rpgmenagerie.com/index.cgi?action=display&board=cs&thread=406&page=1#374]"Is that family heirloom for sale?"[0:Gone fishing.][1:The store is open!]
The man jumps at the coffin until Marg pushes it closer. His fingers hit the wood and then finally grasp it around an edge. He pulls the box close to him with all his might and bites his tongue as he works to get the box open. Once he rips the lid off with his pudgy fingers he throws the lid into the open grave.
The body inside is of a recently deceased man, mostly intact. A few maggots eat at his eyes and chunk of his neck is starting to turn unlively colors.
The hunched man pulls himself up and over the side of the hole and gets footing on the ground level. He hoists the body onto his shoulder and kicks the box back into the grave. He takes hold of the shovel and starts filling the hole back up.