TERRARIUM - Round 1: Apocalypse

Now that she had come into contact with the zombies around, Mierra could, rather effortlessly, hide herself from them. As she followed the head to its master to give her a stern talking to, Mierra looked around, noticing the embellishing corpses and parts of corpses that were all around the forest and beyond. It seemed like not many living people had come by here, which was a shame because it was very pretty.

Eventually, the forest made way for a more swampy landscape, to Mierra's, and the head's dismay. To its credit, the disembodied head attempted to hop along the swamp, ineffectually waddling on the murky goop. Mierra shook her head and looked around, seeing a ramshackle hut towards which, the head was trying to go towards.

She picked the head up, "There dear?"

"Yeah, dats where she would be."

Meirra nodded, set the head down and with a "And now behave and be on your way," walked along, knocking on the door.

Then she knocked again. And again.

Somewhat upset, as she saw that the lights were on, Mierra knocked one last time and accidentally broke the door down.

"Oh no, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to," She began, before realizing that the owner was not actually in. "Hmm. Well, I suppose I should go in."

Inside the hut of the supposed master over the undead was a variety of plans, trinkets, relics, and scrolls that Mierra took a passive interest in. It was the usual sort of undead summoning stuff, not without its own personal touch mind you, but still a standard affair. "Interesting, although, I can't help but notice that this is all rather dark, nothing here about using the undead for their good uses, no real ability to finely control them either..."

After a few moments, Mierra made a choice, "I'm sure that whoever's behind all this won't mind me adding in a few extra, bits here and there, corrections on proper raising of the undead."

As Mierra finished her altercations to the spell of the local, she noted in the corner of her eye a map, that seemed to head back to the city, along with a list of items.

"Ah, so this must be where you've gone. Well then, I suppose I should be on my way then!"

As she left, she saw arrows flying up in the air, and chittered in disapproval. "Oh dear, I hope that whoever shot that is safe... perhaps I should investigate... after all if someone were to have perished... I could... aid them..."

For whichever reason would appear first, Mierra scurried along towards the city,
unaware of a now growing group of zombies, following her like lost puppies...