Nightly Butcher expedition report

THE STICK OF TRUTH and the nightly butcher!! I was wanting to go investigate what was happening to the poor farmer’s cows, but all by myself, all I can do is watch. I needed more people, but that meant talking to people, not just watching. She braved the taverna, where she was distracted by GAMES. The Game, and Blackjack. The game makes no sense. No winners, just losers. Terrible. But blackjack…. She won… THE STICK OF TRUTH! Armed with the stick, she knew that she must learn the terrible truth! The stick demanded it! Armed with the stick’s power of persuasion via head boops and shin bonks, she was able to assemble a team to investigate, 4 hours east of the town. The sullen, but surprisingly useful newcomer Corras learned that the cows were being savaged by something in the night, then rising as undead menaces that liked to bite. Using my ranger skills, I was able to track them to a grassy mound northwest of the farmer’s abode.
Inside this grassy mound was a tunnel with several small alcoves, each with a chest. Most of these chests held ghouls which attacked us all viciously!! NO SHINYS!!! Who makes chests for dead flesh and no shinys? So weird. We killed them, but a BONE LICKER appeared and… the dead ghouls turned into gnoll boners!! They killed my Hammy! Well… mostly killed. A fireball killed him the other part.
We were going to kill the Boner Licker, but… he promised to tell about MORE necromancers, so we just knocked him out instead. He had a very strange obsidian skull. It was very shiny. But if we took it away from him, he began to wither. We took him and his shiny skull together, bound and gagged to the guard so they can make the necromancer talk! I may have to bring my STICK OF TRUTH to help them! Yes! - Marie the WereRacoon