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Event; The Disappearings of 1754


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An old collective of woods and frayed timbers across the colonized settlements strewn beneath the Arcasian mountain-range appear, as of late, a breeding ground to many a strange occurence, for the far-by villages have allegedly lost several children over the year’s passing in spread, but evidently related chains of kidnappings, the patterns and quantification of which may ring most familar to experts in this pertinent line of work among both huntsmen and the now-extinct preceptors of the witch-hunting trade. 

 

The Disappearings of 1754


 

“Safe and without issues, the roads hither were. But deep in the undergrowth of this here province, a foul thing festers, feeding on our already withering crops – a child-eating beast, no doubt, who indulges villy upon the blood of the weak! A hatchling fiend, or one’uv’em terrible mutants – kikimore, was it?”

Hem, the newly-appointed alderman of a mountain settlement to an imperial inquisition – the erstwhile elder having died to unknown forces the week past

 

          More knowledge on the matter could undoubtedly be gathered of the precise roots from which these kidnappings might have originated, however none thus far among the entrants had emerged, and none again could therefore apprise so much as a trace over the nature of these happenings. For what lurked in these grim depths, if a thing, was of sentient – indeed, humanoid – bearing, and had adeptly and wisely appropriated his senses to ensure that no left-over trails such as the routine torn limb or scattered entrails would be left of his deed, or at all lead the hunters as to whither it hangs, indicating that it might very well be of an intelligence far greater than that of the common elf.

 

These crimes weren’t of accustomed nature as it were with the occasional sewer alp or the wretched gnome of the outskirts – who are also as equally afeared, if not more-so than the alps, for the tales that nannies tell their children in scaring them into sleep – but it is a strange matter of terrible proportion and graver consequence. Inquisitors of any sort had better take care that they arrive rightly armed and armored lest they too fall victim into the conniving trappings of whatever it is that preys therein.

 

Blood, blood galore shall stain the earth.

 


 

The casualties and consquences of negligence for this event may grow in gravity the longer it is left without attendance, and the threat level, rather than be spoonfed here, shall be left to the evaluation of scout parties or player(s).

 

Message me on finding the event site (not going to give ‘hints’ so save yourselves the trouble)

Callisto#6280

 

 

 

 

 

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“Must be the acts of the great deceiver.” commented Solomon

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"Must have been the Carringtons!" Exclaimed a paranoid Boniface as he heard the news.

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A band of mercenaries, on scouring the land from the Monk Temples into the Orenian capital, relate that the site from which these incidents are rumored to originate lies in a village south of provinicial Haense and Rubern, not far from their crossways in a field of meadows and heath. The alderman is old of age and appears to be among only few inhabitants.

 

Cases of disappearances and the like do not yet appear to worsen, but they are of unpredictable nature and so caution must always be exercised.

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