
: Excuse me, uhm, sir. Are you the reaper?

: I'm
a reaper, not
the reaper.

: Oh. I was wondering if you could help me. I'm quite certain I died.

: Yes. It would appear so.

: Am I... am I in hell?

: Ha. No, nothing like it. I'm afraid the major religions of your world have forgotten the harbinger. Alas, it was to be expected.

: Oh. So then where am I?

: You are in the Ethereal plane, my son. When a spirit dies, its brought here to the land of the undead. In this world you are judged on your acceptableness, in hopes of one day being rebuilt. Not all spirits will be rebuilt I'm afraid, and some of them are let loose into the other realms.

: I see. How long have I been dead?

: It's hard to tell. Time moves differently here. It could have been a few hours, days perhaps, possibly even years.

: Oh... oh dear...

: I really must be going now, after all I need to-

: Woaah. Ehh. I feel woosey. Wait, please don't go, I...


: Oh dear, it appears you're being contacted by humans.

: They're not the ones... that hung me... they hung me... the pastor... they...

: Excuse me, of kindly spirit, if it isn't much trouble, I need to speak with you.

: ... they
hung me...

: Make it quick, boy, da connection is spiraling.

: This is US Marshall Nathan McGraw, can you tell me your name?

: William... William Barclay...

: Ah, hello Willaim. Please tell me, what happened the night before you died? Did you set fire to the town of Clivesdale?

: ... that I did...

: And can I ask you why?

: ... the evil had come... the reaper had come.... the Marshall was following me... I killed him... but he still followed... was touched by a reaper...

: I'm that Marshall, William, I-... wait... are
you the one I've been seeing in my dreams?

: What dreams?

: ... I killed you, Nathan... I saw you die... you had to die... you were touched by him... you needed to perish... you were bringing the evil to Deadrock...

: You dirty, no good, son of a-

: William, wait. Let me speak to them through you. I need to speak with the Marshall.


: I'm not sure how much of this will get through...


: The reaper, Allistair is planning something and it's coming Nathan. If you don't stop it then your reckoning is at hand. There's only one who can stop him and that's you; the reaper Alistair and Deadrock are in your hands now. However, I fear your work will be undermined as the Harbinger is returning to clean the mistake you made... the mistake we all made...

: What mistake? What are you talking about?


: That's the funny thing, Nathan... As of right now you haven't made it yet. I'm afraid you'll just have to trust me as I can't reveal too much. I must be going now, Nathan. William is in good hands here. Goodbye.

: Alright William, it's time to leave them.

: ... what? ... oh... oH NO. NO NO... DON'T TAKE ME NOW. STOP, PLEASE. DON'T... AHHHHHHHHHH! Stop! I needed to finish speaking with them!


: You must help me. I need to return to the mortal world to warn them! Nathan is in great danger! He was touched by the reaper and now Alistair is trying to use him to destroy Deadrock!

: Why does that town hold such significance to you?

: If Alistair is to obtain the Lexicon, Deadrock holds one the six keys...

: Oh... I see. Well, there is one way to get to the mortal realm. Though it's far off, into the Mysterious Mountains.