Dim and low lit. The aura from this cemetery emits sadness and pain perpetually. You can feel and sense the eerie nature of the graveyard crawl up your spine. There seems to be a slight fog slowly making its way across the open parts of the cemetery.
Cemetery, Graveyard
beetle
crow
I love to fly.  I scare many animals and people as well even if I do not meant to. I love flying as a group.
This cemetery seems a little... creepy... even for my taste. It is my home, I love feasting on the corpses.  Hm, a bettle.  I *have* been feeling a little peckish... Don't think about it! I am covered with dirt anyways. Gah!  You flew right in my eye, you pesky thing.  Ew, and you smell of dung! I smell even more when I remove the confines of my armor What the-- What kind of beetle *are* you? An undefeated armored beetle. There's a reason no one dare cross my path. Hm... I don't suppose you'd be interesting in teaming up?  With my wings and your fighting spirit, we could chase down many a creature that dare crossed our paths. Marvelous idea. I can ride on your wings if you don't mind my smell. Here you are.  It will be a great offensive tactic.  They'll never think to look up if they're checking their shoes for poo they've stepped in.  Here, Sir Beetle, your armor! This will strenghten the armor. Let us begin hunting down foes. 