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To make all those ghastly ghosties feel right at home, the Lodge's collation room is decorated like an ancient funerary crypt.
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Backdrops adorn the walls for that really authentic "creepiness"...!
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The columns mark the front of the crypt, where the open door leads from their world to OURS!
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The tables are set in celebration of The Feast of All Hallow's Eve.
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| At the head table, the Master of the Crypt maintains order through the power of his mighty ... leg bone. |
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And there, beyond the open doors of the Crypt, you can just barely see the "outside" world...
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A full moon hangs low over the cemetery beyond our walls, while spiders spin their webs above.
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| There! Do you see what lies beyond! |
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Tonight we dine!
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| As darkness falls, the denizens begin their lumbering journey from their burial galleries to the table... |
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They come from far and wide, these lifeless creatures.
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No longer bound by time or location, strange duos can be observed interacting in ways they might have never done while still animated by the breath of life.
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| Ah - sweet justice! That accursed referee whose calls sank many a championship hope! |
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The Hillbilly & Elvis - one of the King's lesser-known films...
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No matter from whence they came, all have come for the sweet taste of THE FEAST!
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And eat they shall...!
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Knave or Privateer, all meet as equals once Death has layed his mighty hand upon their shoulder.
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And what expression might YOU have when the portals to eternity are opened unto YOU?
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Of course, there actually ARE cooks making this all happen behind the scenes...
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But reality is SO overrated...
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And yet, flesh doth taste SO GOOD!
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The evil Necromancer plots his return from the grave and world domination! Mwuhahahahahaha!
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While the Serving Stewards provide the liquid sustenance our lifeless liches require.
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| The blood of innocents! Fill it to the rim! |
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"More!" they cry! "MORE!!!!"
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A toast!
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Bring out the dead!
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Vi Vat!
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Moritori Te Salutant!
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| And some final bonding before returning to another year of damnation. |
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And in the end, only one man remains...
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