PROLOGUE

 

PICTURE

 

 

 

You exit the inn and enter the square.

You leave. You follow his directions and enter the thinway tunnel of pressed dirt.

As you approach the tight corridor of the stockade you are blocked by a gate manned by a window-guard. He peers at you through a tiny strip of glass. You show him the key and open the grate.

"Ye must be the easternman ordered to come here. What you say? How is the road, still sharp as ever?" He produces a chewing root, leaning on the window"You must be tired, man. But the inn has no beds, only drinking! I say I let you sleep in a cell. You have the key anyway. Deal?"

He chews furiously.

You nod and enter the first of many entryways leading to the stockades. Finally a small tunnel, and in there, the holding cells. There you see your innmate, sitting alone at the final cell at the end of the hallway.

He is an extremely lean man with an orange complexity. He is covered by a blanket, but you can spot some chains peeking out of it.

"You must be the one that they've sent  from Dagmar to aid me."

"This is just too confusing...I am to aid a prisoner...? From who?"

"You must not understand, neither does the Lawmaker. He thinks I work with the hanged man, but they are precisely my enemy. You must know of the Darken Hand. "

"I've never heard of such a thing"

"It is both the tower of Mildrich the Foul and his order of assassins. Long has that craven sorcerer dabbled in dark knowledge and the magic of occlusion, you must know that he wishes to silence everyone that speaks ill will of the nature of things." he ponders for a while "You must know that the shadowed-men seek me because I am twin-blooded with a powerful dominion. The Witch's blood flow through my eyes. But I know not of the next Kin, you must talk with Olabach!"

A grate rattles.

"Why do they want to silence you so badly? What do you really know? Who is the Witch?"

The rattling is louder!

"I know where Eden lies"

"Eden? What is Eden?"

"Hurry! Hurry to Asylu-"

The grate goes flying out from the floor and lands with a clang. Next, you see this only briefly: A white blade swims up from the darkness like if it was possessed! It slashes the throat of the man without making a sound; only the soft gurgle of blood is heard.

  You charge and open the cell but the attacker has long escaped through the grate. You look down it, but it is a sheer climb. How?