GORDRED STOOD STOCK-STILL, GAZING DOWN IN TERROR AT THE UNNATURAL SCENE. WHAT DID LOTHAR EXPECT HIM TO DO? WHY WERE THEY ALL GIVING HIM IMPATIENT LOOKS AS THEY MOVED TO JOIN HIM? NOW THE GHOULS WERE STEPPING UP THE WORN STAIRS TOWARDS HIM. ONE LASHED OUT WITH A CLAWED HAND AND GORDRED TURNED TO RUN. LOTHAR CURSED. "THE CLERIC'S LOST HIS NERVE MANFRED, FORTUNATUS-ATTACK " Gordred is a fully trained scrivener in the city of Cosht. He's served his apprenticeship and now he's a journeyman, looking for work. So he tells his long-suffering parents. Sadly, he missed the hiring fair, having been...