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The cold swells of late autumn had swept over the Allirian strait, and the Areck’s least fortunate had become haunted. People go missing all the time in the outer city’s slums, but the past month had taken a toll on its populace. The residents of Alliria were even more terrified to go out at night than usual, and rumors of all varieties flowed through the city as liberally as gold and blood.
Some claimed the undead were responsible, and others thought demons had been summoned to wreak silent havoc upon the city.
Ivo Coppercrow first learned of these rumors upon paying a visit to an old friend, only for his prospective host to turn up missing. The Templar’s new recruit was quick to go searching the streets only to discover windows shuttered and barred. What few taverns had stayed open were awash with gossip and pale-faced fear.
The young Templar had been pursuing leads for a solid week, and he was running out of hope. When the rumor mill spat out that an old widow had been hearing odd sounds at night, he figured, hell, it was worth a shot in the dark.
Achates
Some claimed the undead were responsible, and others thought demons had been summoned to wreak silent havoc upon the city.
Ivo Coppercrow first learned of these rumors upon paying a visit to an old friend, only for his prospective host to turn up missing. The Templar’s new recruit was quick to go searching the streets only to discover windows shuttered and barred. What few taverns had stayed open were awash with gossip and pale-faced fear.
The young Templar had been pursuing leads for a solid week, and he was running out of hope. When the rumor mill spat out that an old widow had been hearing odd sounds at night, he figured, hell, it was worth a shot in the dark.
Achates