The colored tapestry bursts apart as a score of undead in dilapidated armor pour through clutching at ancient weapons. Erenax holds his sword in front of him like a shield and heaves the swarm back. Sven turns and scrambles for the door as Watson, who is standing by the door, fiercely scribbles in his book.

"The undead poured from the tapestry. Soldiers of the armies slain long ago." Watson writes out loud as Sven rushes past him.

The door to the catacombs slams in the halfling’s face and with a click it locks. Sven knows he's trapped inside with the biggest bunch of weirdoes he's ever met. The lights from Watson still float around the room as the two remaining tapestries on the left wall are ripped apart along with the tapestries on the right wall. Tens of undead enemies pour out to fight the party.

Ooga and Booga hop onto the table in the middle of the room. Booga throws his hands out and the chairs around the table fly out crashing through the hordes of undead. Ooga pulls two wine bottles out of Booga's pants and throws them into the air. He clasps his hands together and pulls them apart as the wine bottles reach the zenith of their arc. The bottles explode into shards of glass as the wine flows out like eels in the air. The alcohol whips through the air smacking the undead with incredible force.

Watson and Sven both take a step back looking at this display. Their mouths are agape. Sven looks up at Watson as the pretty boy puts away his book and quill.

"Did you know they could do that?" Watson asks.

"No, you got any more tricks?" Sven asks.

"Nope." The two press against the door.

Watson rolls his sleeves down raising his fists and Sven raises the saps in his hands.

Erenax swings his sword through the horde, letting go of it, as it flies through the swarm. He lowers his shoulder and charges across the room trampling reanimated bones underneath his boots. He runs past Watson and Sven with several undead climbing onto his back or hanging onto his ankles.

A small group of undead corner Watson and Sven. Sven dives through one's legs and slams his saps into the knees of two different skeletons. They crumble to the ground as Sven rolls past their still moving upper halves.

Watson quickly lunges forward past the spear of the approaching skeletal soldier. His right hand grabs the spear as his left-hand grabs the forehead of the skeleton. Light channels through his hand as the skeleton begins to glow before cracking apart into pieces. He quickly turns the spear around and stabs into the two torsos Sven left on the ground.

Sven parries a sword thrust with one sap, spins, and swings the other around to crash into the back of the leg of a skeleton. It drops to the ground and from behind he swings the saps into either side of the monster's head. Spears thrust out at him from either side. He rolls back underneath the table and crawls away while directly under Ooga and Booga.

The brothers step back to back, blasting wine and wind at their enemies, as the hordes grow closer, slashing out, stabbing, and grazing the two, as each wound takes a closer step towards a vein or artery. Erenax slams his back into a wall smashing skeletons against it and covers his face with his hands.

"There's a tapestry still up!" Watson yells from near the door.

He points past the brothers towards a final tapestry covering the back wall. Sven rolls out from under the table his saps tucked into holsters on his sides. He flicks his wrist and a prison shiv slides out from his sleeve. He leaps off a fallen chair, stabs into the tapestry, and slides down. The lights quickly shift around the room illuminating the new room attached to this one.

A room filled with Sarcophagi with a chest sitting in the back. Six skeletons stand in front of the chest with bows drawn. Six more skeletons stand in front of them with tower shields raised and spears drawn. The six skeletons fire their arrows as Ooga and Booga dive off the table in either direction. The arrows slam into the table barely missing the brothers who scramble through what skeletons are left back towards Watson.

"Pick the chest!" Watson yells. "You're the burglar!"

The six skeletons with tower shields slowly march forward as a unit covering each other with their shields.

"How do I get by that?" Sven yells back at the pretty boy.

Ooga and Booga are throwing out more telekinetic blasts of air and alcohol giving Watson an opening as he leaps onto the table and runs towards Sven. Suddenly a large hand grasps Sven hoisting him up. It's Erenax holding the halfling like he's a football. The giant has his other arm looped through a wooden chair that he uses as a shield. He slams into the line of shield-bearing skeletons, spears stabbing through him, as he throws Sven across the room.

The locksmith bounces off the back wall and scrambles to hide behind the chest. Watson slams into Erenax's back, gripping him with glowing hands, as Erenax's wounds start to stop bleeding or close. Erenax shoves the skeletons back. He rips an arm off one, takes the shield with it, and bashes it against another skeleton.

Sven quietly takes his tools out and begins to work on the lock. He jiggles it, and listens closely with his ear pressed against it, as he moves the pick around. There were more tumblers than he anticipated with such an old chest. With a click, he throws it open. There's gold, jewels, treasures beyond what a simple burglar dreamed of, and a gold goblet encrusted with pearls.

"I'm out of spells! Let's go!" Watson and Erenax start to pull back as skeletons start to attack them from all sides.

Sven tugs on the chest and pushes it, and finally tries to really lift it with all his strength. It won't budge. Defeated he grabs the goblet and slips past the skeletons. Watson leaps onto the table as Sven runs underneath it and they both make it to the door.

"Owoga locked." Booga yells.

"Sven, get the door open!" Watson yells as they reach the door.

"I'd need a lock to pick to do that! Catacombs don't open from the inside!" Sven screams at Watson.

Ooga and Booga use their powers to push the undead back as the two argue. There's a grate of metal on stone. Erenax charges forward, his sword dragging across the ground, and he quickly plants his feet and swings his sword. Watson dodges to the side as Sven drops to the ground.

The sword crashes through the door and sunlight pours through the crumbling stone. Erenax slams his shoulder into the door and it falls into pieces across the outside mountain path. The score of guards outside raises their crossbows at the door.

"Don't shoot, don't shoot!" Watson scrambles through the door dragging Sven to the side, Erenax steps to the other side, Ooga and Booga dive to the ground on either side of the door.

The skeletons pour through after them.

"Shoot!" Sven and Watson both scream.

Bolts fly through the air crashing through the ancient skulls of Ar'Vahl's enemies. The guards drop their crossbows and raise their swords slashing down the skeletons as they funnel out the door slowly.

The guards collect the chest inside for the national treasury and take the goblet from Sven for the use of the Magister. The five convicts are forced back into the cart after they store away a few items they collected from the dead. The ride back to Dweomerstar is almost silent. Erenax and the brothers are closer to having their crimes forgiven. Sven and Watson who had lighter sentences to begin with wonder if this was worth the threat to their life.

"We need to get out of this," Sven whispers to Watson.

Erenax looks up at the two with a snarl.

"And go where?" Watson shifts uncomfortably. "If you think about it, we grew up in this nation, meaning when we were kids there were criminals keeping us safe."

The cart rides through the city of Dweomerstar and comes to a stop in front of an adventuring guildhall. A large building that housed the new recruits to the adventuring guild as well as held adventurer union meetings and posted all available quests. The convicts were officially joining the guild, and being given the first inkling of freedom that some of them have had in years.