investigation

Helea - Near the Cortosi Border "Mr. Mayor, I'm not sure that's within our purview..." Arn said slowly, glancing around at his fellow Guardsmen. They had been stationed here in Helea as something of a scout force, more of an...alarm measure than any real defensive force. The Cortosi-or rather...

Vel Zrada "He's got Black Bloody Boots, and a rotund mace, but Dreadlord Braires looks like he took a brick to the faaaacccceeee!" The crowd cheered as they sang along with the drunk young man whose fingers fluttered across the strings of a well-made fiddle. Although his rosy cheeks strongly...

The missive reached the party of Initiates as they were returning to the Academy from a different mission in the area. The courier approached the group of them on the road, flanked by a small detachment of Guardsmen heavy cavalry no less. Whatever business he carried with him, it was serious to...

Lieutenant Ellory Ashford had been after this thief for months now. He...or she...was starting to drive her insane. They would hit minor houses, steal random shit, and disappear into the night. How did Ellory know the newest scene was connected to the others? The asshole rearranged the furniture...

An old ruined cabin in the Falwood. As the tale goes: long ago a toymaker dwelled in this place, but he grew bored with creating his inanimate dolls and stuffed creatures... so he began to experiment with weaving in to his creations the essence of life. Children went missing, hundreds over the...

Isak walked through the damp streets of Alliria's Outer City without much care for the hard rain falling that night. People all over the streets were running to find shelter in nearby houses or simply standing next to each other and raising their cloaks, but he wasn't bothered by the fact that...

"Must I be tasked with this, Himmary?" "Are you not at all bothered by the fact that you're still an apprentice at your age?" "What difference does it make? If anything I am to be underestimated." "It isn't about that. Shut the hell up and move out. There'll be other Dreadlords there so...

Empty hovels lined empty streets, not even cloth of fleece left hanging on ropes that equally so had vanished. Without wooden beams, the roofs have collapsed. Without the people and animals, a village was just heaps of lifeless adobe and stone. The sight was harrowing. Not in the sense of piles...

OOC: you are strongly encouraged to make up your own mind on what was said or spoken during the ordeal, as well as the details of it. It just adds some more fun ;) Everyone sees and hears what they want to hear, of course. In the morning. Constantine seemed rather cheerful when returning to...