The man mused on Arran's words, moving his mouth as if he were chewing. "Well that's....." Though the rest of the room's more nervous whispers gave the mage a good idea of why they'd gone so silent.<br/><br/>"Undead here! Are they the cause of the plague?"<br/><br/>"No it's gotta be their master, but what would he want with us?"<br/><br/>"How do we know there even is a master?"<br/><br/>"Monster don't just show up, something has to bring them?"<br/><br/>"Maybe it's that witch's fault. She must've done something."<br/><br/>"Her, really? she always seemed so nice."<br/><br/>The large man dropped a few coins next to the mage as the volume rose. "Thanks for the tip."