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:* Random spawn on the landscape of Osteth | :* Random spawn on the landscape of Osteth | ||
* Double click to get a spawn of about 10 [[Old Zombie ( | * Double click to get a spawn of about 10 [[Old Zombie (61)|Old Zombie]]s, level depends on what area you are in. | ||
=== The different inscriptions found === | === The different inscriptions found === |
Revision as of 01:07, 11 March 2010
Introduced: | Dance of the Dead | Related Quests: | Zombie Butler Quest |
Notes
- Random spawn on the landscape of Osteth
- Double click to get a spawn of about 10 Old Zombies, level depends on what area you are in.
The different inscriptions found
Here lies Thungo the Stupid who mistook a Zefir for a mythological Isparian creature called a Fairy. Zefirs, it seems do not like to be petted and put in your pocket.
Lilly Vanspooter. PY34 - PY34. Lilly refused to believe in what she called a delusional fantasy world she had somehow stumbled into. A passing figment of her imagination decided that she looked tasty and promptly ate her.
Here I sit upon this grave. Making my own inscription. What's that noise I'm hearing now. Oh no it's aaaaaraarrrrrrghhhhh!!! --Sir Not Appearing in this Grave
Sundren Tableton's last words: "Bartender another round fer me and thish fine gentleman Ulgrim!"
Here lies Adam the amateur bunny tamer, if only he'd found a tamer bunny.
Here lies Yew-Soun, one of the many sons of Yew-Attano son of Yew-GonaDi. Some day Yew-to may rest here beside him.
An inscription carved in haste to mark those who go to waste.
Here lies Kerbelis the Indecisive. He finally finished something.
The resting place of the world greatest cook. He was preparing his masterpiece a cake so light and fluffy it was like a cloud. Unfortunately he forgot to turn off the Hooberstunk Chop-o-matic. It was the last Mist Cake he ever made.
Here lies Drago the Flat. He met a Tremendous Monouga before he found a lifestone.
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Here lies Thomas the Butcher, he was a Cleaver fellow.
Here lie the bones of Fibber McGee. He died at the age of one hundred and three. Never told the truth when lie could he. He lies still now... --Signed Fibber McGee