Weekly Invasions

This is a Monday night announcement from the Arena by city of Gralthar.

• Klostus Mohaven

A freakishly large human, with bulging muscles and dressed in flexible leather armour which is so small against his frame it appears to be just straps. His eyes seem locked in a permanent glare, and his mouth is similarly fixed in a grimace. When not fighting, he constantly flexes his arms against his chest.

• A moan sounds somewhere in the distance. You can't quite

tell which direction it is coming from. There is a slight tremble in the ground beneath your feet. A young but confident sounding voice rises into the air; "I'll show you all!" The air fills with the moans of the undead. The young, confident voice shouts out again, "Everyone laughed at me when I went to study under Dresh. But who's laughing now! I've studied well." The stench of rotting flesh drifts in on the breeze. Energy flows out of you through your link to the City of Peace. "Defend yourself or perish! This is the undead warrior. He leaves a ring of everlife on the floor after you kill him.