If you're planning to spend the day in the City of the Dead's largest graveyard, watch out for the shrubbery! Oh, and the dead people.
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Sophraea Carver grew up next to Waterdeep's largest graveyard: the City of the Dead. Now the noble dead are restless, a personal feud has spilled over to her beloved family's funerary business, she's being followed by a rather cute wizard, and all of Waterdeep may be in serious trouble if she can't figure out what is going on.
Above ground and below, odd things are happening in the City of the Dead. And when the noble dead decide to go wandering, trouble follows close behind.
The passageway seemed even more shadowed and danker now. A cold and clammy feeling settled with a shudder upon her bare hands and face. As they retraced their steps to Dead End House, Sophraea felt compelled to look back over her shoulder. The tunnel was still empty behind them.
She glanced at the wizard beside her. He seemed completely unconcerned by the shadows flickering along the walls that made her start and stare. Of course, he was a wizard, one of those adventurers who had roamed everywhere from what little he had told her. Sewer tunnels under a graveyard wouldn’t bother him. And, she thought, raising her chin and holding her head a little higher, she wasn’t worried either. He needn’t think just because she was younger, and shorter, and never been outside the walls of Waterdeep, that a few thieves passing them in the tunnels or some oddly shaped shadows swirling across the ceiling above them would frighten her.
Then she heard the soft exhalation, like a woman trying to muffle a cry.