R'lyeh went on and on about how he and the rest of his kind named things, all the while, eventually agreeing with the rest of us, who wanted to follow Backstabs to the right, and towards her old home. I then remember that I never told Trey my name, and while we walk along the rightwards path, I say "Oh, I'm sorry I forgot, but my name's Robert. According to my parents, though, that's a cursed name. I never really believed in curses, anyways," once I finished my introduction, the path seemed to widen, revealing a small village, or, at least, a part of one, where there appeared to be doors and windows carved from the stone, itself. There were several buildings a few of which had corpses hanging from one of the windows, or near the doorway. [i]Wow. This place actually looks nicer than Birchvale, and it seems like there's even a higher population. I can't imagine what Backstabs is going through right now, seeing her friends, enemies, and other random villagers just lying there, as if they were going about their day and then died within the second.[/i] I think as I continue to look around the ghost town, all while still following Backstabs. I manage to peer through one of the windows, and even see a family, dead of course, sitting at what would appear to be a dining table, with some decayed meat sitting in the center of said table. I was still looking through the window when Backstabs suddenly took a right turn. It took me a few yards to realize that we were no longer heading straight, but I managed to catch up. I look past my teammates and witness Backstabs clinging onto a goblin corpse, crying. Said corpse seemed to have a stab wound of some sort on its chest, and it seemed to be in front of two other corpses, one of them smaller than the other. "Dad... Mom... and even Annoys-her-sister. Who... what... did this?" I would have answered, but, in all honesty, it seemed as though something else, something more powerful than a human did this. Backstabs, still crying, apparently noticed that I opened my mouth, and asked me, specifically, and loudly "WHAT DID THIS!?" Stunned, all I manage was a somewhat cowardly "I... I don't know," that didn't help her mood at all, and she went right back to crying. What was odd was the fact that all the 'valuables' were still in tact, even if they were dusty.