Nefertari looked completely bewildered when she was summoned to the Tomb of the Hunting Guard. The mummy girl had no idea what these foreigner players wanted with her, but she had a pretty good impression of them, so she didn't refuse the summoning.
Riding her beloved scarab, Pompom, she swaggered through Area A of the Restricted Swamp Zone. She nearly got bitten to death by the giant serpent lord Oer on patrol, and only escaped because she carried the aura of Curator Murphy.
Even the undead feared death.
Nefertari's canopic jar was still in the Sacred City of the Moon, so her soul wouldn't vanish if her body was destroyed. But a legendary serpent's venom could easily corrode her "original body." If she lost it, the mummy girl would have a very bad time.
So by the time the idiot finally reached the Tomb of the Hunting Guard, her body was trembling.
Clearly, the "gods and demons" of Transia had scared her.
But the results of the mummy girl's inspection were excellent. After catching her breath and calming herself down, she went to examine the gnoll corpses.
The results were promising!
All these Hunting Guards had died unnatural deaths. They had been bound inside the cave by divine warding magic, and a hundred years was more than enough time for each gnoll spirit to become steeped in the aura of death. Nefertari could even use the Death Moon Church's secret arts on them without any further preparation, transforming them into more dangerous mummy warriors or skeleton champions.
These were all high-ranking undead!
"Hey, I can help you with these transformations. It's not difficult, but it'll take some time."
Nefertari told the players waiting for the results:
"Come back in about half a month, and you can collect your undead guards