It had rained earlier in the day, the night crawlers would be up soon. Voxir wanted to take the opportunity to collect some while also looking about to see what was growing around the cemetary and masoleum. He has found interesting weeds and plants growing in the cemetary in France. What would he find here?

The necromancer made sure to have several vials, tweezers, a pair of scissors, and his mini notebook to take quick notes. With his small sachel set he took to the grounds.

The crisp cool air smelled of autumn. It was different than France. More pollution in the air. Less of fresh baked bread and sweet pastries and the fresh sea air. Voxir continued to grounds, when something caught his eye. There was someone sitting on the masoleum.

"Hello Johnny. It is considered highly disresepectful to sit on a masoleum."