Town Crier tells you, "Graah! Unwary soul! I will feast on you soon! I'm still a bit full from lunch!"

Town Crier tells you, "Grrrragh! Hargagraaah."

Town Crier tells you, "Tasty human flesh!"

The Town Crier makes some fairly unbelievable grabs at you and then seems to grow tired and leans on the Town Sign.

Town Crier tells you, "I would like Brains, because I am a hungry Zombie and that is what I prefer to eat. Rarrrrrg!"

The Town Crier lurches around dramatically and then surreptitiously hands you a note.
Town Crier gives you Scrap of Paper.
She continues to lurch around in a rather amusing way. It looks as though she is quite enjoying herself.

The note reads:

I'm not able to talk to you at this time, we fear that they may notice. We're very lucky that Janda had stored up these old zombie guises or else we'd all surely be at our life stones by now.

We'll continue to operate the town to the best of our effort until the attacks stop, no way we're going to let a bunch of zombies with rotten brains force us out of our own town. I just wish that Trevor would stop shooting at everyone.

Apparently he was napping when the raids started and we came up with our plan.

The Town Crier looks around before taking a deep swig from a water pouch.

Town Crier says, "Ahhh!!! Um... Graaaaahhh!"