[Bounty] Devil's Henchmen; Fiends within Earth

[Callistus 988]

“Let there be daemons of dark, that they may move unto the lesser light, beneath the cover of a moonless night

Let there be greater light, that they may drift deep into bloodful caverns cometh the sun.

And thus it was, by God’s purging light, that the moon-fiends disapparated, set alight.”

 

 

 

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The winds of snow blew harsh against the higher alps, dividing the clouds that had taken abode over morning’s light. As it fell unto earthen peaks, the frost melted and the pools bore news of a terrible order, news that forewarned the descent of a beast born in the womb of a shadow, an accursed breed, unperished in the face of sapping Man. The eyes of the shallow beast wavered, and their revelation heralded a time of great awakening. Blood-starved, the monster thence swore an oath, that it may sow death in conservation of its sacred, waning kinfolk.

 

Once known in faraway lands as the Vrykolakas, the forgotten brood of the large, pale-headed apparition returns to preside regally over its marked cavern, sat in a nest of black bones, a thronal ash, where it avails on terrorizing the nearby populace with venoms wrung of a parched throat, a throat that yearned for the rending of blood. The beast’s overly protective mannerisms appear derived from recent childbirth, suggesting it may very well be fostering children of prey that it strove to defend with maternal ferocity. Carrion crows flocked ravenously to the beast, awaiting, that they too may soon feast on the strewn copses of its slaughter.

 

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[!] Contracts can thus be seen pinned tight by nails across all manner of walls over townships, cities, taverns and establishments, warning of such vile monstrosity and promising a great sum of coin for whomsoever claims its head. It reads the following,

 

“Villagers beware! For the claws of a grey, faceless beast tear without prejudice, and numerous times did it pounce upon consorts of wagons, or stray travellers, of whom the blood lays to this day spilt on paved roads and high rocks; there being no man or beast valiant enough still to face its threat head-on.

To those who may yet build up the courage, the beast prowls by a great cavern within the vicinity of Rubern.

 

The pay is negotiable – simply announce yourselves and ask for ‘Viedrick de Attre’ by the outskirts of the principality and I shall, by God’s will, oblige.”

[lev 627]

Huw ripped off one of the fliers, grunting. Taking horse in hand and chiding his apprentice, he headed to Rubern. 

[Axelu 4333]

Within the city’s square, the Princess-Regent, Anabel Aleksandra ,  mulls over the predicament. ”Be swift, good mercenaries, and rid the Ruberni of this plague.”

[Sorcerio 4712]

“Such a blight must be purged from these lands.” a young man spoke to himself, walking down the path towards the town of Rubern. 

[Luciloo 2680]

A Dwarf comes by one of the notices upon the noticeboard outside the tavern in Kal’Varoth, perhaps nailed there in only half-heartedness. Her dark brows furrow together as amber eyes read over the warning and the promise of pay for slaying such a beast. “Hmm.. interes’in’..” Lulubelle thought to herself.

[TheBelidle 65]

Jubilant Jack would come across the contract on his adventures, ripping if off and folding it to place into his satchel. Grinning before he did so, glad to see another bounty. He hops on his mighty steed and takes a pen including papers to write letters to his Hemlock brothers, informing them of this information.

[Nozgoth 3083]

A masked snow elf looks over the notice, raising a brow and saying no words. He’d skip down the road, eager to complete another bounty for the hemlocks.

[RoamingRonin 635]

Masamune Musashi carefully reads over the contract, still shaky with his Common. 

 

He then nods, and takes it. Another Hemlock on the case.