Kitty Carefree and the Bearded Zombie.

Such strange places evoke strange feelings and none more strange than finding myself miles underground and being asked to investigate a warehouse. It was with a mixture of Trepidation and excitement that i set out to the Warehouse in the North of Sanctuary.

I had lost my Greatsword in my efforts to arrive here (See Kitty Carefree and the Drow Run) so was armed with a spear and a rather odd little dwarf that had decided to tag along. Hefting the weapon and keeping a jovial eye on the Dwarf we entered and a familiar smell hit my nostrils...undead.

We fought through what felt like a legion of undead (but was only a score or so, i am prone to such exagerration) and then my eyes fell upon something so grotesque...so inhuman that it made me sick to my stomach. A zombie with a beard.

How can this be i thought to myself whilst i rammed the spear into his head. Surely the skin decomposes first and therefore his beard should have fallen out, especially as it was a somewhat weighty beard!