The fog hung over the fishing town of Kelger Falls like a vice. So far, Zariah had attempted to escape fourteen times through the Northern path, twenty-four times through the Eastern path, seven times by cutting through the buildings to the West, and she was getting awfully close to trying to swim through the ocean to the South. But the ocean would likely be a death sentence. She had never learned how to swim, after all. Even if after every attempt she had made to escape ended with her in the middle of the Kelger Falls' town square, there was no guarantee that it'd deposit her back there if she drowned.
Her magic wasn't good enough to allow her to float just yet. But she'd practice her levitation magic today. She resolved to this as one of her skeletons stumbled into her room. She couldn't understand them, but sometimes she could tell what they wanted to convey purely by the look in their hollowed out eyes. "A visitor?" Zariah asked, tilting her head to the side. She rose from her chair, brushing some of the dust off of her robes and slipping on her wooden sandals. After a moments hesitation she grabbed her staff. "Okay, let's go."
While she had no command over the thick fog that had settled over Kelger Falls, the undead she had set up had become a warning system for her. She was sure there was no survivors, but that didn't mean someone couldn't feasibly find their way in to Kelger Falls. As she walked through the fog of the town square, it lifted just enough for her to make out the humanoid figure in the fog. "Halt." She remembered how her instructor used to put on a tough voice when talking to her and she tried to emulate that now. "Kelger Falls belongs to the dead now, what are you doing here?"
