Well I remember it as if it were yesterday. . .wait it was. . .well*clears throat*, it all started in the Inn. I was drinking my ale with some Dwarf friends when it started to lag. . .err. . . rain. I wanted to get out of the Tavern before it got worse so. . . I left. I drunk to much ale because the grass was turning yellow and purple. THEN THEY ATTACKED! There were zombies everywhere! I took out my Mithril Battle Axe and hacked afew of them apart. But there were still hundreds! I was being overtaken. One of them started gnawing on my head. . . . . .

(someone continue this story)