




Following the Curse
Arundel had not heard from his friend in months until a package had arrived this very morning. The note was accompanied by a number of scrolls, covered in meticulous writing. He was not too surprised by the delivery, as she had told him on more than one occasion that she might need his help unexpectedly one day. The scrolls were not sealed and Arundel's curiosity soon got the better of him, so he sat down and began to read. Report WS-II.1 I received word that strange going-ons have occured in and around the town of Darashia. Unnatural sightings, bone-chilling howls in the night, people disappearing without a trace... it appears I am on the right track in following this lead. My contact has given me the name "Domizian", a local who might have insight into this. I am wary of making friends too quickly in this place, however. I don't know who I can trust, what their motives are. A friendly gesture might turn into a stab in the back in the blink of an eye.
My contact has gone silent. He was supposed to give word upon my arrival in Darama. I was right not to trust anyone. My gut feeling tells me to get out of this place as soon as possible. I couldn't meet up with Domizian, he is apparently out of town, but I cannot wait, I have to keep moving. I overheard some chatter in the town's bathhouse and the useful bits and pieces I have gathered from it have been consistent with my research into the werehyaenas. There must be some caves and an underground network of tunnels nearby, connected to these creatures. I shall make my way there soon and investigate closely, but carefully. This could all go wrong very quickly it feels. Report WS-III.1 After having |