A Night’s Prowl…


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You slip around a corner, meters above the ground. The windowsill as wide as a cobblestone street to you. You slip for a moment; still slick from the recent end of the Monsoon Season. Below you Seancers walk the streets, peering and whispering for any specters that avoided the ghostward lanterns…

You meet up with the rest of your crew. The Whisper; cant for a Seancer was in obvious distress this close to the Reef and Coral district. The Whispers say they can hear the Leviathans cries roaring up from the refineries. All you hear is the churn of machines and the bells of ships…

You and the crew reach the hit. A old manor, should be a easy hit. Some old aristocrat that never bothered to move his family manor to Highcliff when the refineries went up. You slip too a broken skylight and peer down. There was chanting rising up, looked like the old man had some companions who took a fancy at the occult, tonight was going to be a long night…

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