The Spooky Adventures in Siraminde

[Kirkigar 133]

 

The Spooky Adventures in Siraminde

 

Written by Okarir’mali Kirkigar Tarto

Issued Malin’s Welcome, 256 of S.A

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To the Blessed Citizens of Haelun’or,

Ghosts and creatures are visiting us. They crawl under the beds and climb the walls. Further, don't be afraid, as far as I know they’re not seeking your souls or your meat, they’re here to hide a few sweet gifts to all of you. May Larihei bless them! 

In addition, much to my regret, our Tilru’maehr Isadora, sent me a few reports of one of these suspicious creatures. Her house is under attack! The monster hunts, wearing the skin of a mali’aheral, anyone who dares to trespass the building. It can be you! It can be me! Prepare to enter the house and survive at all costs or defeat the creature.

Soon, we’ll meet to discover the enigmatic donations, 25 mina to who can find it all. Then, we will hunt down and free Tilru's house and make Haelun’or secure once more. The devil takes the hindmost!

Fret not however! There are truly no darkspawn in Haelun’or. NO, just festive treats and celebrations, lliran of mine. I’ll see you soon in the Silver Citadel.

 

 

 Kirkigar Tarto Darkwood, Okarir’mali of Haelun’or, The Bridge of Thought Between Realms

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Spoiler

Spoiler:  31th October, 4Pm Est in Silver Citadel. Clean your inventory and deposit all of your mina in the bank. 

 

[Morigung-oog 5697]

An occultist well on her path to redemption readied her incense for the rite of scrubbing and prepared to rally her acolytes to dispel the phantasmal horrors that plagued elcihi'thilln... Until she realised that knoxoween drew near. She left out a sigh, and slumped onto her couch, dejected.

 

"D'aw, shucks."

[JustMeMorgan 2065]

Acalmaehr puts on his finest ghostbusting uniform, having already gathered a small stash of goodies of caramalised sugar and cocoa coated cookies- which may or may not be funded by the treasury no less. He sets out with a map in hand towards the home of Isadora, peering to lliran and malaurir behind him: "I hope there's no real ghosts, I am horrible when it comes to jumpscares" he speaks out, displacing his fear that one more fright may be too much for the older of the malauriran.