Raafi awakes to some curious forest creature snuffling at his ear, where he's curled up beneath a tree; he startles, teleporting away, and only when he goes back for his bedroll and finds it missing does he remember that he'd gone to sleep in a farmer's hayloft the night before, and not a forest at all.
"I probably don't need to know about it right now, unless it's going to matter in the next day or two."
"It can wait, then. I will need to decide what spells to ask for in the morning, though, if you're having any problems besides the undead that I might be able to help with."
"Would I be able to stay there for the night, do you think? I don't usually mind camping but I'm sure you'd rather not have an extra shambler to hunt down tomorrow."
"That's how I'm used to undead working, at least. It'd be safe enough to camp most places I'm used to, but not knowing what's making them rise here I wouldn't risk it, not without protective magic and preferably someone on watch on top of that."
"-we get ghosts, that way, at home. Sometimes, not very often. We don't get walking corpses without something more serious happening."
"Someone doing magic to make them, most often, or a hostile god in the area, or a leakage of negative energy across the planes, or something like that."
"Neither of those is common at all. And I'm the wrong sort of cleric to deal with a hostile god, but an energy leakage isn't that hard to handle if you catch it early enough; I helped with one once." Yawn.
"I have never heard of either of these things. I mean, I've heard of entities that tried to become gods and failed and it went badly, but..."
"Well, it sounds like this is a different world, you might not have them here at all. Hostile gods are just - gods, of things that are bad for people, most of them don't have anything to do with undead but some do. Usually pretty weak ones, as gods go, not many people will follow one like that. And planar cosmology I probably shouldn't try to explain on two hours' sleep if you've never heard of it before."
"Thank you. I should be okay to keep looking for a while, though, planar cosmology's just complicated."
"All right." He takes one last look around and turns to head back toward Cloud Recesses. "I'm Raafi, by the way, and my god is Fharlanghn." He drops into a different accent to pronounce the names. "His title is Dweller on the Horizon, if you prefer."
"Doesn't surprise me, yes. You do have gods around here, though? What are they like?"
"Mostly once they get to the point of being gods they don't do that much on earth. Smaller local ones can be more helpful."