One cannot imagine the fear that overcomes my feet at the very presence of these foul creatures. Thankfully my arms are a bit more competent, at least, enough so to steadily aim a bow. Just to look upon these wretched souls that the Great Dark, and even the Nether itself has rejected; and then the horror upon closer inspection when one finds further proof, more so than the rotted flesh, that these were indeed, no different than those I care for. What a catastrophe. An abomination, a blight upon life and all that grows. For as long as this path is an option after death I pray that Elune protect us all.