Pestilence: Rise Of The Pure Undead

Miqi could still hear the distant chatter of the people waiting in line to enter Findpasser, but he focused on the situation at end, the more he paid attention to details of the man holding him in place, the colder he felt, so he looked away from the minuscule, hollow 'eyes' of the worn-out mask.

"They, they all go by numbers, one to four, I have no clue what their real names are alright? I am fairly certain some of them are from outside Tamaris however…" he swallowed his saliva, silence was the only answer he would get from the supposed death hunter.

"Four is probably the most recognisable, she is a tall woman with wide shoulders, she is always wearing some huge, leather coat, it's so long you can barely even see her feet, but you would really know it's her by getting a look at her face" he made the mistake of looking back at Loimos, he was much more afraid of the undead than Alizé at the moment.

"She has purple hair, red insect eyes, her skin is awfully pale and weird-looking, like a doll's, yes, a doll! And also, she is always flashing an awful smile with way too many, small pointy teeth, freaky I tell you!" Miqi tried to get any sort of response from Loimos, but he didn't react in the least.

Taking it as a threat and a demand to keep going, the man complied with the imagined order, his face drenched his sweat by now, even a blind person would be able to tell he was a nervous wreck thanks to the smell and heavy breathing.

"Three then… Three is probably from Tochi, she carries a sword that is typical from there, only that the blade is a bright green for some reason, do you know what a katana or whatever the name is?

It's one of those blades with only one sharp edge, but not quite as curved as those from Pezerx…" Miqi did his best to explain with his own words, the lack of anything from the skeleton was really driving him crazy, he felt every single thing he said was wrong.

"T-Two, speaking of Pezerx she is probably from there, she has darker skin than people here, and she is always dressed with those ample, desert clothing things, I have personally never met anyone like her in my entire life of travelling, but just in case… She has a huge scar running on the side of her face, she is even missing an ear"

"And then there is One!" feeling like he was slowly making Loimos inclined on murdering him, he quickly moved on to the last member, details about the others only coming into his mind as he arrived there.

'Should I mention them?' this question ran through his mind, but he ignored it, he was just going to finish things as rapidly as possible.

"She is the vampire woman, she dresses in black armour with a red pattern on the chestplate, but leaves her neck and head completely unprotected for some reason, apart from that, she has the distinctive red eyes and fangs any vampire has!" Miqi tried to conclude, but Loimos had grabbed him with the intention of learning about this vampire, apart from Faraday and Slotriig, he had yet to encounter undeads that he could converse with and that possessed their own reasonings and powers.

Loimos doubted that even if he found the king's crypt, that he would be able to waltz in and break the seal so easily, he was planning on this not being possible and was thus, trying to prepare by gathering intel on possible allies.

The cannibal from earlier had spoken of Alizé, so Loimos already knew much about the organisation, the substance they were using to turn that random guy into a maddened devourer of his own kind seemed like a good addition to the arms of the undead legion.

"Whose vampire lord is she related to?" he asked, of the eight gravelords, five were vampires, Faraday had told him much about all of this, the diversity in vampires depended on who was their lord.

Miqi paused for a moment, he wasn't the most knowledgeable on the subject, and fearing saying something wrong, he took his time to think this through, even though the answer was plain obvious.

It was just that the gravelords in general weren't common knowledge nowadays, but he understood what Loimos meant.

"She's a sun-walking vampire" there was only one type of blood-drinker capable of moving under the light of the sun, even in the modern days, when undead threats were much less common than before, the vampires of Sun-Walker remained rather famous.

"My thanks" Loimos actually let go of Miqi's wrist, stunning even the living for a second, not actually have been expecting to be released so quickly, he didn't even get time to look back at Loimos before the undead grabbed him by the face, pinning his head against a tree before dousing him at point blank with blighted blood, turning his head into mush.

It went without saying that the living had nothing else of substance to say, he would have spilled the beans already, and anything else of importance wouldn't simply be known by this rat tag man.

Once more perfectly erasing any evidence of the death, Loimos walked back toward the road, but not toward the people lined up, instead he went the opposite way.

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Armond continued on doing his job for the rest of the day, letting people in and occasionally searching some people, but he really was focused on what Miqi had told him, should he run away or should he not?

Should he risk attracting the wrath of Alizé? Perhaps he could simply lay down and keep on working for them, after all, Miqi could be wrong about their intentions.

"Oh well, the mayor made an order of mana crystal? Hurry on in then" seeing that the wax seal was legitimate, he let the well-guarded caravan in.

"Fifteen barrels of salt? That's less than usual…" remarked Armond, letting the familiar face in anyways.

"The biggest salt mine has completely collapsed on itself, expect less for at least the next few months, they've been saying that it wasn't an accident, get from that what you will!" the man moved in after speaking his piece, without going through any sort of search.