So, I finally got out of the forest. I looked around. And somehow I suddenly wanted to go back to the goblins, wendigos and all sorts of necrochimeras. It is easier to communicate with them than with the local aristos and clergy. It’s good that at least a couple of local goddesses have drawn up an urgent quest in a direction where very few living people are expected. That's a plus. But the fact that these very people there have turned into a state of restless zombies is a minus. Well, it’s okay, we’ll break through, not for the first time...