It worked quite well; every time they stepped inside, all they saw were dirty floors and ugly serving girls. They came back one or two more times and then stopped coming altogether.
(Diplomacy +10, Illusion +10)
One day, a richly dressed halfling purchased our services.
"My family graveyard is no longer resting in peace. Several of my deceased relatives have been seen wandering the grounds."
Rachel, our cleric, was eager to go. This was exactly the type of mission that religious people enjoyed so much.
We looked over our equipment and trained in our skills before we left.
We packed up our belongings and left the tavern. The halfling's estate was just outside of Tornassa, so I left Spirit in the stables and we walked. We found his home easily and went straight to the graveyard. The mausoleum doors were locked, so we acquired a key and went inside. We didn't go far before the first halfling zombies approached us.
Grom happily tore the halfling zombies apart with his sword. We all helped too, and it didn't take long to drop them all to the ground.
(Fighting +10)
We followed the corridor some more and found ourselves at a dead end. There didn't seem to be anywhere to go, but it didn't seem likely that we would be hired just to get rid of a couple of zombies.