Word going 'round the camp is that the undead finally stopped attacking the walls. Not that I'm complaining, but a man's gotta wonder why. Just the other day, we lost three on the west wall when a bunch of them corpsefiends burst out of the bodies and took everyone by surprise. They was bleeding us dry, with no end in sight to their numbers. Hell, pretty sure I've seen a few of our dead lurking around out there. Now I ain't no general, but seems to me like it was only a matter of time.
The boss says that we've won, that Old Arkovia belongs to the gang. He's even called in his top lieutenants to join him in the mine for some sorta celebration. Feels too soon to me, but ain't nobody asking what Wilkins thinks.