gangs

"You're really not giving me much of a choice here, are you?" Erren Serris stared back into the beady, angry set of eyes of the grey-skinned elf sitting across the table from him, knuckles white around the handle of his mug. Of all the places Serris traveled, all the dangers he had to endure...

Just a few hours southeast of Belgrath, tucked snugly in a rocky pocket of mountain side lies a small little mining town called Osteriam. A hotspot for criminals to hide out due to it's smaller size and rather well-hidden location behind the large rock faces that surrounded it. Gangs often...