Father Shovan,
I am the one to spread the word of a God, known to few outside the land of undeath. Other than a few ancient elves and the God's worshipers, I know of Him. I dare not speak His name, for I fear His wrath. This God can see through the eyes of all undead, so I remain hidden from His foul creatures. I have met men who claim another god of undeath, a lesser deity, who rules in a faraway existence, and cannot affect this world at all. The deity I fear lives in our world, amongst the living, and not in some nonexistent other realm. Hear my words. I assure you He is real! His land is full of undeath and darkness, where nothing living survives for long . . .
After seeing and escaping His domain, I still live. For how long, I know not. His minions hunt me from dusk until dawn. Beware the great evil that conquers by trickery and subtlety. Spread the word, and take precautions before striking any undead, for their souls may be the last thing you see in this life. Perhaps, my warning will save someone from making the same mistakes as I did.
Kida
