The Nightingale, Act I: A Town Square in Autumn

[steveflam]

"I'm called Xavril, Ammanas." The gnome nods to Varian and listens to everyone. He has leaned his weapon against his chair within easy arms reach.

[VAN]

Boiros quirks an eyebrow when listens to Varian.

"I understand, there is a sect of the Maiden in Nevuchar Springs. It isn't that important and famous like mine but exist. You said you give the dead their due? In order to non come and claim the realm back?"

With a sidelook at Ammanas continues:

"I have studied what the Eternal Order believes and find it a bit weird for the living to pay the dead, is like bribe...but maybe this is just me."

When the gnome speaks in Mordentish Boiros turns at his and says:

"Glad to meet you Xavril, is good to have 2 people I can talk with. I reckon you aren't from Otterly since you speak my language, right?"

[Le Noir Faineant]

It came with the silence of the air.

The wind around the village of Ottery died, and when it was gone, it rose, from a place where mortals don't walk.


And within that place, whatever it was, it had walked alone for a long time. Insane.



I will remind you why you once feared the dark.

It started slowly.



I will remind you why you once feared the dark.

And as it first touched mortal souls, it fed. And grew.



I will remind you why you once feared the dark.

A deafening cry from the netherworld hit the township of Ottery like a cyclone.

Nobody inside the village would not hear it.

Crystal vases broke, wooden tables trembled, and even the strongest, big men were bent to their knees by the violence of the voice.

...The voice from hell.




But as soon as it had begun, the words would fade.

Behind it remained a place of people thrown from their daily routines and chores, rocked by utmost fear.

[Le Noir Faineant]

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[Le Noir Faineant]

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