-----The Dread Pirate obviously has forgotten about the fact that he hasn't bathed since the adventure started, even after his cheese-dipping incident.
-----The Dread Pirate pokes tentatively at the potion, "So, if this potion does what ye say it does, why haven't ye used it before now? And where did ye get it from? And who the blazes are ye, anyway? We've been pretty goodnatured about feedin ye and not lettin Marast kill ye and everythin, so if you'd be so kind as to answer me questions I'd appreciate it. Cuz I'll tell ye right now, I'm startin to get a mite bit suspicious. And if'n I'm suspicious and don't trust ye, then I'm sure as hell not gonna drink yer bloody potion. As a matter o' fact why don't ye take a small sip of it, just to reassure me. I'd feel ever so much better."
-----Seth smiles at Dread's reference to the hygiene of humans and then adds, "Why haven't you just piled up the dead bodies and burnt them. From what I understand, undead or necromancers for that matter need a corporeal form to animate. If the form has been consumed by fire then it cannot become undead. Instead of sitting here talking and eating our food, why don't you get together all of your friends, pile all the dead together, drench them in oil and then light it!!"
-----He now glances at Dread and says, "The Dread Pirate there has much experience in burning undesirable elements. Perhaps he could give you a demonstration."
-----"The dead have not risen yet, but I feel the time is close at hand," Abbar answers. He rolls his eyes, not out of disrespect, but more out of frustration as to where to begin his explanation.
-----"You see, a few weeks past, I came to this town with my partner and our caravan. My partner was a procurer and maker of potions such as the one I have. Shortly after we visited this town, the dragon first appeared. About the same time, a disease began to spread through the town. As the disease took its toll, there were too many bodies to bury."
-----"It was my partner, Alum, who discovered those who worshipped the god of the dead. He had learned there was an underground lair somewhere in the town where they kept all the valuables of those the plague had claimed. He also claimed he overheard the evil ones' speak of the dead overrunning the town soon. A few days ago, I was to alert the guards in the castle while he would find the exact location of the evil ones' den. He was to meet with me and the soldiers on that night. I have not seen him since."
-----"Since that time, I have tried to retrace his steps in this town. I believe I have found three places where Alum could have located the lair." Abbar then pauses swallowing hard.
-----He continues saying, "I do have another potion that Alum has fashioned for controlling the undead. It would be wise for you to have it. I could sell it for fifty gold."
-----Abbar look down and adds, "I do not mean to make light of my friend's death by offering a sale, but I am hoping you will help me find the evil ones and avenge poor Alum."
-----To Seth, Abbar answers, "Removing or burning the corpses may bring the wrath of the soldiers on you. I am sure you found them helpful when you saw them earlier?" Abbar asks this referring to the visitation with Sir Zantar.
-----Turning to the Dread Pirate, he says, "These two potions that I have are the only ones. If I am to survive here, I do not want to use them until I need them."
-----The Dread Pirate looks somewhat relieved at Abbar's explanation, then says, "Well, that makes a lot more sense. But frankly, if I'm going to spend fifty gold on a one-shot potion, then I want to be sure that it'll work. Fer all I know ye might be some sort o' confidence man, sellin vials o' cow's milk. Now how would I feel if I stalked into a lair o' vicious, brain-eating zombies, uncorked your potion, swallowed it down and it turned out to be nothin but cow juice. I'd feel like a bloody fool. But probably not fer very long. Since they'd eat me brain and all. But you can be sure that if yer potion doesn't work and I come back as a zombie, that I'll be comin' to crack open yer melon and feast on its squishy contents first. I'd make it a priority. Bein undead and all, I suppose my calendar would clear up quite a bit. I'd be sure to make time fer ye."
-----Dread considers further, "Now since ye have two potions, why don't ye accompany us. You'd probably be safer with us than anywhere else. Especially since we've dealt with the undead before. And ye can avenge yer partner. Then, when we see that yer potion works, we'll pay ye for it. I imagine that the loot these scavengers have garnered will more than pay fer yer troubles in that regard. And since they're undead and all, they won't really complain too much when we loot them in turn. I've found the dead to be remarkably quiet about that sort o' thing. They're considerate that way. But I do like the idea of marchin' a horde of zombies into the dragon's lair. If nothin else, they'd make fer good shock troops."