Broken stones and a iron gate closing the entrance with a name placard that the name is worn off.
Old Crypt, Graveyard
a large black vulture
priest
I am here to help the needy. I am well respected in the town. I can not accept lying.
Hmm an ominous sign perhaps? Why am I always associated with bad omens Shrug humans are like that I suppose? I suppose. What does your beliefs tell you about me? Simply that you are a precursor to death. But that is not true! I don't bring death, I am simply attracted to the smell of rotting flesh. But everything is buried here? I have a strong nose. I can smell things even if they are 6 feet under I always thought the smell of the earth would mask the corpses. Not from me! I can always smell the delicious flesh of rotten corpses. But how would you get to them? I cannot get to them, but I never remember that until I come back here and start trying again. I am very hungry. I haven't found any rotten corpses laying around in a while.