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.
Hopefully not people, vulture.  Are they still people when they're dead? *munch* Ewww, yes. A little respect for the (former) humans, please.  Well, according to this placard his named was Lord Hannigan, and I must say he was very tasty. Get away from him, vulture! Well, there's not much left, but help yourself to his leftovers.  There's a nice piece of rump over there that I was saving for later. Have some of this instead.  Well, I feel like I might crash into something if I try flying! Now, I hope you'll behave yourself from here on out.  Well, I might just crawl over here and go to sleep.  Oooh, I don't think Lord Hannigan is going to stay down. That serves you right.  He's definitely coming up unwillingly.  *urg*