You're back in Valki and listening to Kurs of Stradania, a legends of a Ventris podcast.

Last time, the Ezran expedition charged into the tidal wave of death and slaughtered their way

through the countless risen corpses of the lackey townsfolk.

It was not long before they encountered the orchestrator of this necromanic catastrophe.

Lady Vauctor with her long-dead husband now fused into a flesh abomination with her slaughtered

cultists. Someone will die shortly.

I wonder who it will be.

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With that out of the way, let us proceed with Chapter 15,

something wicked. Lady Fiona Vachter, standing there in a new form, one unlike you have seen

before, reminiscent of Stradanya herself. Lady Fiona Vauctor,

now a vampire herself, flanked on either side, right and left, two bloodthirsty vampire spawn,

cradling onto her like a mother and shambling from the house, the horrific form of what once was

Nikolai Wachter, her husband. But now a shambling mass of body parts, heads, arms, fingers,

sticking out this way and that from his form. Some faces you recognize

the cultists from her basement. And as she notices you, she raises forth from the ground

a mass of bodies, skeletons, zombies, as they flank you, a horde of them, swirl

around you, and it takes everything that you can to fell them as you begin to walk towards her.

She smiles, one of her fangs glistening in the newly formed light, but seeming not to affect her, the sunlight beaming down from the sky.

Far enough away, she is safe here under the clouds.

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