"This forest is home to dreadful undead. The undead, and the other dangers of this forest can cause you to feel fear and terror with there unholy presence." he continued. Alexander was on high alert. With every breeze of the wind he turned his head to look. This was an unholy place of undead abominations. He believed the dead should go into the ground, and say in the ground. 

 The goblins didn't bother him all that much. Even if the goblins he was dealing with was the child-snatching variety the townspeople thought they were, which more or likely they are or they wouldn't being raiding, that is still much better than the undead. Just thinking about the un-living creatures made his blood boil and his hands shacked. He considered asking his god for guidance as to allow him to detect evil, but he was never told in the nitty-gritty of the pray, and it wouldn't be much use if he had to know about the creatures presence or if he would detect some skeleton half way across the forest.