Broken into two sections, there is the proper cemetery with individual and family plots, and the Potter's Field where the less fortunate are buried in large barrows (mass graves) and sealed.
This will come up many times during the adventure.
Write up follows:
The party stood out in Tanner’s Way like a stain on ivory, which made any talk to the locals practically impossible. They had decided on the house in question but wanted to make sure whoever lived there couldn’t escape possible questioning. So we had Fist’al take to the roof and Flimflam/Marcus go down the trash strewn alley behind the tenement housing.
It worked as the two bums who lived there could not flee and we were able to question them. There was a 3rd guy there the night before but he was gone after the two of them went to sleep early. Identified as Johan, we worked on a drawing of the man and then had Auri make multiple copies for us to give out and aid in our investigation.
Fist’al went to the baths as he was now lice ridden and the rest of the party broke for lunch and wandered about questioning Marshall Westwynter, Zarik, Captain Thragriel, and Pelis – who gave Fist’al the idea that the “yellow possum” and this Johan guy might be part of a con, a shell game. While we investigate him and what he’s doing, something else more serious is going on elsewhere.
We then went back to the graveyard and this time looked elsewhere, along the back of the place where the mausoleum’s were. 3 were there and one of them had some old mortar worn away between stones. We asked the Undertaker about looking inside and he commented that the family had no interest (to date) of people poking around, but he would ask again.
We went to sleep and were awakened @ 3 AM the next morn, Firemonth the 6th, requested to come back to the cemetery. The Undertaker and one of the gravediggers had been beaten half to death by a group of 5 surly youths, 4 girls and 1 boy. One of the girls was the girl Gisette that we had been tipped off about some days ago. She had a crossbow bolt in her leg and the 5 youths were furiously cursing the deputies (Caladis and Belamy) as well as us. The Marshall was here also and we did what we could re: questioning.
They were obviously drunk, but not wasted, but no matter what we did or how we asked, they made no effort to help us out or answer questions properly. They were escorted to the jails and a few of us wandered back to the mausoleum that had been “tampered” with earlier. We opened the locked doors (thanks Fist’al!) and went inside.
We found digging shovels and picks here, as well as a lantern – odd things to discover in an active family crypt. We pocketed a few of them and rejoined the Marshall and Deputies. With the Undertaker out of action and one of his diggers down as well for the next many days, we were asked if we would be willing to offer our help and maybe a body to patrol the graveyard the next half dozen nights between 10 PM and 3 AM.
We agreed to think about it and offered to meet with Marshall Westwynter and Baron Taugis in the morning.