They're coming out of the ground, they're coming out of the damn ground, game over man, game over man!!!!
The Obtort Ward is all that remains of what was once an ancient battlefield that was afterwards converted into a mass grave.
GET AWAY FROM ME YOU ZOMBIE FREAKS!
Last words of Derrius the Bold
Death be not proud.
Curiosity killed the cat…
You pass through a woodland with a floor that seems remarkably clean of debris. Suddenly your attention is drawn to a twisted bit of wood by the trail side, a short broken twig with several stubs of branches along its length and most of the bark missing. When you reach it, the twig blurs and turns into a small brown lizard, caught in the middle of its body-twisting run. The little reptile darts away down the trail with impossible speed, no doubt magically enhanced, and is lost to sight in a moment. Now someone knows you are coming...