C121 Immortal Master

In the heart of the Dark Desolate Wilderness, a chaotic array of tombs of all shapes and sizes stood eerily silent.

Upon his arrival, the thin man paused briefly, then proceeded with caution.

"Who's there?"

A shadow flitted before the thin man's eyes and perched atop a crooked locust tree, its green eyes fixating on the anxious figure below.

"Just an owl. Damned creature