Voloke looked at the wizard in red and then gave a thoughtful nod. "Good to know," he said. "So... based on what we know... there could be hundreds of those things lurking around here? Given how many people have been taken?" He asked. His memories of living the the Temple of Tyr up North in Neverwinter came back, and he remembered the disdain with which the clergy there spoke of undead beings. They would have called for a purge of the creatures if they lived in such numbers beneath Neverwinter.