Three young men have gone missing in the depths of the Shroud, vanishing without a single trace. No one knows where they have gone or where they may have been taken.
No one ever notices the lesser sheep waiting to be culled. They do not hear the screams that ring out into the night -- the jaws that snap and snarl in the moving darkness.
This is Gridania after all. Who wold notice three missing people when the Elementals must be served?
Who would notice an Ala Mhigan refugee marked with the Woodsin of his ancestors, a moon keeper struggling to shake his poacher-roots, and a Duskwight with no claim to fame or fortune?
No one.
No one until it is far too late.
No one ever notices the lesser sheep waiting to be culled. They do not hear the screams that ring out into the night -- the jaws that snap and snarl in the moving darkness.
This is Gridania after all. Who wold notice three missing people when the Elementals must be served?
Who would notice an Ala Mhigan refugee marked with the Woodsin of his ancestors, a moon keeper struggling to shake his poacher-roots, and a Duskwight with no claim to fame or fortune?
No one.
No one until it is far too late.
