05-14-2020, 07:26 PM
Zwiche speaks first, holding the iron torch he claimed from the sewers, a small twig in his mighty fist.
[Imperial] - “Captain Fringe, this city is cursed. There is some foul magic or monster in the sewers. The tunnels are lined with the dead, and a sickly heat emanates from their center. I dared not press forward alone, lest I be unable to return and tell you of my discovery. While I explored, I was discovered by some sort of creature, by I did not manage to capture them before they disappeared into the darkness.”
[Imperial] - “Captain Fringe, this city is cursed. There is some foul magic or monster in the sewers. The tunnels are lined with the dead, and a sickly heat emanates from their center. I dared not press forward alone, lest I be unable to return and tell you of my discovery. While I explored, I was discovered by some sort of creature, by I did not manage to capture them before they disappeared into the darkness.”