The vicious battle against the undead beast

A town was being plagued by the undead
And our heroes sought to put a stop to that

But when they approached, the gate was barred
So they head to the source, the town's grave yard

Days went by and they searched
Unknown to them what dangers lurched

In the den of the night,
The guarding Paladin called Al shone bright

As she watched the darkness ahead,
Something watched back and it wanted her dead

Without warning it bursted into open charge,
A beast undead, slimy and very large

Woe striked at the unprepared guard
Is this the end of this tale of bard?

Her scream pierced the night sky
But then Jathred let out a battle cry

Her companions, now awake
readied themselves to bring about ache

The battle raged on,
and our heroes themselves seemed to have grown

Spells were being cast left to right
And music wavered in the night

Then without warning Grundel, the wizard, shot forward like a spear
And the vicous beast seemed to tremble in fear

The damage was done,
The monster had better run

But before it could, it was brought down by Sam,
in one final sonic-laced slam

In the end all that remained to be said,
was that Jathred's dairy read,
that of all the monster's dread
he wasn't the one who made it permenantly dead