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	Lunearo stared at him, his emotions unreadable. [color=39b54a]"Did I say army? No, that is not my intent. Simply to find their strongest warrior or two, bring them back for a day or two, under the cover of night. Plus, graveyards always have the a mortician of some sort, which I can ask what they know. Morticians may be hide-aways and odd to others, but they know more than anybody else. Local myths? Got them all. Local rumors? Knows the facts and who caused them. Disappearance and mortality rate is easy knowledge for them, since they are required to set an area for the missing and the dead."[/color] He kept walking then snickered. He looked at his left hand and laughed. [color=39b54a]"Plus, what if they think a Lich did it? No way to blame the Order, and then they'll know it's better to stay to the roads and city. That wouldn't be that bad, now would it?"[/color] He laughed evilly, knowing full well how to get around torches and pitchforks. [color=39b54a][i]Just make a new evil appear that isn't there, and the true evil is let be. Gullible sheep![/i][/color]