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[center][h3][color=f6989d]Just outside Ikebode's Tower[/color][/h3][/center]

As they had made their way to the tower the beast girl seemed to have warmed up to the strange man but the skeletal warrior was not so quick to trust him.  The bright girl, especially in comparison to everything around her, was curious about how the Katze Plains came to be, to which Ikebode was more than happy to explain however before he could start any lectures, the giant skeleton decided to interrupt.

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In his harsh, guttural voice, Spooky addressed the man. Not allowing his friend's question to be answered first. [color=f26522]"You first tell us you seen many undead being created. By whom?[/color]". Spooky brought his blade to bear. Slamming it's massive figure besides the Man, the Sword's hilt standing just over Ikebode's head. Showing he was deadly serious about the questions. [color=f26522]"Furthermore... What purpose does any of this serve? Why would anyone risk their life to conduct research about the Undead, besides if to destroy them? Especially one who has already seen how they are created..."[/color]

The sound of the blade seemed to catch some of the local Undead's attention. Adding a little more to the stressful nature Ikebode was probably feeling.
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Having a giant blade slammed into the ground next to you was certain more than a little disconcerting making the somewhat expressionless man flinch a little.  Still the man was able to remain relatively clam despite the stares several of the local undead sent their way in response to the sudden noise.

"From the young lady's question, I can tell that you are foreigners to this land.  The Katze Plains are a well-known breeding ground for Undead as many years in the past this land was the battleground of many famous battles and wars.  In fact, the norther parts of the plains are still used yearly in wars between the Re-Estize Kingdom and the Baharuth Empire.  The land is so filled with death that naturally Undead rise up in this land from the ground, corpses, and seemingly from thin air even at times.  While dangerous, the plains also make a great source of resources and battle training for adventurers."

Ikebode coughed a little as he decided to cut the explanation short to get to the real questions asked by the giant.

"As for whom, while on occasion necromancers try out their hand in these lands, in general undead just come into being from the amount of death in the air.  The general rule is that the more undead there are in an area, the more will naturally rise up.  The more that naturally spawn will then give rise to more powerful undead will then in turn give rise to more undead which will help in the creation of stronger ones.  The cycle is unending but, quite often adventurers make expeditions to reduce the number of undead to make sure there are never enough dense concentrations to give rise to extremely powerful undead.  I have heard the rumor that a Death Knight was once created on these very plains but I have yet to see such an event with my own eyes.  So forgive me for saying so, but meeting an Undead with such intelligence and power such as yourself is quite the event!  Do you perhaps naturally occur over hundreds of years or were the result of some arcane ritual?  I have heard of powerful mages becoming Liches but an undead warrior like yourself is quite the anamoly.  If I could learn of your origin I am sure it would help my own understanding of exactly how powerful undead such as yourself are created."

Ikebode almost sounded hopeful but the sword next to him was still quite an alarming thing to be next too.

"In any event, I am sure you both wish for shelter so let me show you inside."  

There was no door to the tower, as it had rotted long ago, but there was a ragged cloth draped over the entrance which could be shoved to the side to allow entrance and keep prying eyes out.  Inside the tower it was not exactly clean, but one could tell the man did at least try to wipe down the rickety furniture and get rid of anything rotting or unclean.  The inside had quite a few research notes, journals, bottles of various substances ranging from liquids to undead insects and rare materials.  Quite a few old artifacts from the ruins had been collected and all around on the stone walls were wards and charms to keep the undead away so they would not bother the occupants inside.

"It's not well suited for guests I know, but better than traveling all night under constant attack."