The force of the night.
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The force of the night.
Doors of the guard towers break open, an army of undead flood the town.
- Samantha Meryadeles
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- Location: Illarion Public Library
A bloodied man walks into the tavern, his swords drawn. Blood drips from it as he heads upstairs to where people speak over the recent events. The elf at the tavern thinks nothing of it till he sees an injured man follow him in. The elf notes his friend and jumps up, grabbing his bow and rushing upstairs. He slips past the armored man with the swords and locks a bolt in his crossbow.
He shouts at the man, only to be ran into with the swords. He falls backwards, droping his bow. His hand lowers to his dagger as others rush to his aid, against the man with swords. One by one, all of them fall. When the man stops, he gathers their blood and smiles, "More blood for master." The others slink away for healing and rest, losing a great battle against one man.
He shouts at the man, only to be ran into with the swords. He falls backwards, droping his bow. His hand lowers to his dagger as others rush to his aid, against the man with swords. One by one, all of them fall. When the man stops, he gathers their blood and smiles, "More blood for master." The others slink away for healing and rest, losing a great battle against one man.
The man in black robes answers Dain, " I know where the body lies... And I may know a little something about the enchantments that protect it. If you want my help... You need too do something for me." The man walks off, But yells back "Meet me in the tavern, And remember, I am a freind, Not a foe, Although neiter you nor your master know."