Previously on Mostly Mortals...

The cemetery was supposed to be easy money. Fifty gold a zombie. The nun said so herself. Simple job. Walk in, kill some dead things, walk out richer...

It started with a thumping... Deep beneath the stone. Something big. Something angry! And then the door exploded!

An ogre zombie at least twelve feet of rotting muscle and fury, burst through the mausoleum entrance! The party barely flinched. Orion stepped forward, raised Destone, and swung once. One swing! One kill! The hammer does not negotiate...

Then came the horde... Eleven zombies poured from the cemetery grounds like the earth itself was vomiting the dead. Caelum activated Bladesong and danced through them with Voltedge singing, lightning arcing between tombstones. Shirley toppled them with raw force. And Oggy, bless his heart, shot one in the chest, paused, remembered they were zombies, and put the next bolt right between its eyes. Double tap in the head, boys!

Five hundred and fifty gold. Not bad for an afternoon...

But then they found the second mausoleum. Sealed. A single name carved into the stone. Mexos... Everything else chiseled away. They pushed. Combined strength. The door opened inches, then something pushed back. From inside.

They tried everything. Arrows through the gap. Shouting into the darkness. Breaking glass against the stone. Nothing worked...

So Caelum did what Caelum does. He Misty Stepped through the sealed door! Alone. Into the dark...

What he found... A lich! Hovering above a stone sarcophagus, green fire burning in hollow eye sockets. Ten zombies flanking. And initiative? The lich rolled a twenty-nine.

The door sealed shut behind him. His friends are outside, pounding on stone that will not move.

And that is where we pick up tonight...