[RPG][FEI][Adv]The Journal of Swainson Hawkestone, Adventurer.

[Diana P.]

September 26th.

Onslaught and meself finally got a visit from Lady Luck!  Mind, it was 
in the form of grey-faced shambling zombies, but I'm in no mood to be 
overly particular when it's my livelihood.

Tracked the unholy beasts straight to their lair, I did, but sure enough 
they was a bit too tough for me to take all myself.  Felt meself getting 
worn out, so I reach into my pocket and threw some water blessed by the 
last priest I visited.  Old beast-hunter's trick -- them undead can't 
handle blessed water nohow.  They back right off, they do.  Then you can 
run for it.

Leastwise  I managed to pick up some coin from their lair.  No clue what 
zombies want with money anyway.  It ain't as if they can just wander up 
to a marketplace and buy things.  Like as not they'd give the shopkeeper 
a heart attack first, then the zombies could just pick up whatever they 
like.  Who needs coin for that?

Then there's the question of what they'd want from a shop.  Zombies 
don't eat, sleep, wear clothes (unless you call their shrouds 
"clothes"), or bother with jewels and frippery.  Seems that just about 
covers what any sensible body would need money for.

Mind, could be zombies are like magpies -- just go for whatever is shiny 
and collect it.  Certain there be plenty of shine in coin and treasure. 
  Still, sounds like a boring life even for undead.  Not to wonder they 
get up to mischief, I'd say.

Seems to me I'm doing them a favour by bringing some excitement to them. 
  Leastwise I give the zombies a decent fight.  Guess I ain't killing 
them neither, since they already be dead!