Naffer Vosk NPC's page

"Our way is better--the dead don't come back when the bodies are eaten."

"Wha..." the hunchback says, eyes wide with alarm. He backs away from Kargas, only to trip over a chair and fall over backwards. "Aaaah!" he shouts as he sprawls onto the floor.

He scrambles to his feet and begins retreating from the room. "Theratmaniswaitinginthegraveyarddon'teatmeplease!" He blurts out as he retreats back out the door. Once out on the street he runs as fast as his lurching gait can take him.

The hunchback lurches into the guardhouse, panting and out of breath.

His eyes fix on Floredana. He lurches up to her, and starts babbling.

"Blue lady... supposed to... crypt... rat-man... said to... the thing... you... fought goblins... somethin's... wrong..."

He slows down and catches his breath.

"I told the... rat man about the crypt... huh... someone broke it open... I heard somethin' in there... musta been last night. He... the rat man... he said come get you."

He leans forward and slumps forwards, for a moment, winded. But he then he looks at the group and starts counting you. He looks at Rig.

"Are you 'Wig?' Um... Is this everybody?"

"Oh!" Naffer seems startled by Colvyn's vehemence.

"Ah, well... okay."

Naffer runs off through the cathedral and out into the market square.

"Very well. Lead on man, let's go see what you found."

Naffer turns and leads Colvyn towards the back of the cathedral which faces the graveyard.

"Y' see, the biggest crypt in the whole boneyard is for this Tobyn fellow. B-but it looks like someone broke the door."

He turns back to look at Colvyn and whispers.

"An' I swear, I heard something movin' in there. Rattlin' around like. You don't think this Toby fella could'a come alive again on account o' his crypt bein' robbed, do you?"

He opens the back door of the cathedral and through the rain you can see the large crypt up ahead.

Colvyn: it's up to you if you want to investigate yourself or go summon the others. You know where everyone was headed.

"'Scuse me," the man says to Colvyn.

"Um... aren't you one of them what chased off them goblins yesterday?"

The man looks around, and seems somewhat embarrassed.

"I wonder if, ah, y'see... um," he seems lost in thought for a moment.

"I'm Naffer. The gravedigger. I, um... well I look after the boneyard out back. You know, cut the grass, and such."

"Something happened, and er... I need to tell someone 'bout it, but everyone... they's all too busy to talk to me. Maybe you can help?"