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There's a rumor a dark wizard has settled in your woods. While searching near the old grave you tripped and stumbled into an opening in the ground, about 9 feet deep and fractured your arm. You sit up and seeing piles of skulls laying everywhere. You hear a very high-pitched whistle and see a man look down into the pit.
“Now why are you wandering my territory? I see that you look hurt. I will help you in trade, I need an assistant. I have ways of keeping you here so I suggest you take my gracious offer," the handsome man grins. His not so subtle threat of letting you die and turning you into an undead went unnoticed.