After defeating the zombies in the temple of Morr, the party had a chance to patch up their wounds and investigate their surroundings. The altar was made of stone and carved to resemble a pile of bones. The bier was constructed from black wood and was worked with engravings of black roses and ravens. Beside the altar was a font of clear, cool water. Stone ravens perched on the font at each of the cardinal compass points. After studying the font for several minutes, Fergis Maelstrom surmised that it was holy water blessed by Morr. The group tried to use the water to cure their wounds but there didn’t seem to be any effect.
The only obvious way forward was to the west where a pair of double doors stood shut. The doors were made of black steel with a slight patina and decorated with winged death’s heads. Heinrich Gert studied the door for a few minutes before trying it. It was locked so he pulled out his lock picks and attempted to pick it. After a minute or two the lock had been breached and the doors swung open. However, Heinrich noticed a small drop of blood on the tip of his finger where a needle trap had pricked him. Almost immediate the poison began to course through his body making him feel sluggish. He attempted to wash the wound in the holy font but that did not seem to help. Only after drinking two healing droughts did he feel strong enough to continue.
The party continued through the door and up some stone steps, eventually emerging out into the rain soaked cemetery. The storm continued to rage, wind blowing, rain lashing down. Lightning flashed and seemed to strike a mausoleum on the far side of the cemetery with regularity. Haphazard rows of listing and cracked headstones lay all about. Many decorated with black roses that seemed to be fading and wilting as if Morr was withdrawing his favor. In the center of the garden was a tomb of some considerable splendor.
The party decided to investigate the tomb. It stood behind a hedge of black rose bushes and was decorated with symbols of Morr and the dragon crest of Olaus Stichelm. Disturbingly, the front of the tomb appeared to have been burst open from the inside. A large pedestal outside was clearly intended to hold something but whatever it could have been was long gone.
The heroes decided to move on to the mausoleum. As they moved along the muddy path they quickly found themselves surrounded by hordes of undead that came crawling out of the soft graves. It was obvious that they would soon be overwhelmed and decided to hack their way to the mausoleum.
The zombies swarmed around them, but the heroes hacked, smashed, and burned their way step by step with steel and magic. Finally they entered the mausoleum and shut the doors behind them. Although the doors could not be barred the mindless undead outside could not work the handles. However, they could still be heard pounding and clawing at the wood. Urgan Morzak used some pitons to fortify the door.
Inside they discovered that they had entered an ossuary, where bones of the dead were stored to make room for more burials. Even more disturbingly someone had made elaborate sculptures from the bones. A pyramid of bones dominated the room, elaborate bone candelabras stood in the corners, and the coat of arms of the the Emperor made entirely of bones hung on the wall. The party did not have much time to contemplate this before the bones began rattling to life. Skeletons began forming and attacked the group. The party smashed skeleton after skeleton, clearing a path to the nearby spiral staircase. Finally they were able to descend the stairs into darkness.