Private Tales Liches get Stitches

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Before Rin could have her trial, she needed to decide to which sanctum she would be sworn. Dawn or Dusk. To help with her decision, she had a mission with a Knight of the Dawn where they helped a village wracked with disease. There had been merits to Dawn. With that mission, she could see the good she was doing as she helped to heal those in need. The reward had been immediate.

Now she was going on a mission with the Knight Methuselah, a night sworn to the Dusk. Rin knew that the missions of the Dusk Knights were vastly different than those of the Dawn. They fought the things that went bump in the night, sometimes quite literally. The fog was rolling through the woods as the horses trotted down the dirt road. It was getting dark and she couldn't help but think that maybe they should start to make camp when a tall stone tower began to cut through the gloom ahead of her. She wasn't sure if this was their destination or if this happened to be some place that the sworn knight had been aware of where they could rest for the evening.

As they drew closer, she couldn't help but feel as if the air was growing colder the closer they got to the tower. It was unnatural and she was starting to believe that this was not a safe space to rest the night. "Is this our destination?" She asked quietly as to the knight beside her. They drew up the horses as they reached the edge of the clearing. Rin dismounted and tied the reigns of Ghost to a low tree. Ghost was not a horse to show fear, but he definitely seemed uncomfortable in their current surroundings.