Vanishing Shadows

The cold wind bearings whispers of the undead playfully brush against your cheeks as you step over the threshold of the Elysian Fields Cemetery. The grand statues of angels and the towering mausoleums, once a constant source of chatter, stand silent and stoic, casting long, ominous shadows under the silver moonlight. The silence is so thick you could cut it with a spectral blade. What weighs heavy on your mind is the disappearance of Elysian's guardians, the ancient shadows that protect the cemetery from malevolent forces. They've vanished without a trace, leaving the graveyard defenseless.