There are not many sights that would warm the city guard in the city than the sight of Desmodus at Dawn. That is unless part of your city has crumbled away in the middle of the night. As adding the players perspective would make this weeks adventure perhaps too easy I will continue from the lens of Katiana.
So let’s wake up, grab a coffee and roll into tonight’s adventure!
Desmodus at Dawn
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As the first rays of dawn struck through the curtails Katiana looked up from the paperwork on the small desk she had in her room and sighed. As she reached over and snuffed the candles she was using to read the reports of what they had found out about the musicians during the day. She stretched her back causing a few pops to echo out as she moved towards the window to view Desmodus at Dawn.
After a moment to get her eyes to adjust to the light before she gazed upon the tapestry of rooftops. The reds, browns, greens and greys of the tiles and wood. The flags of the city whipped about in the breeze and the sounds of the city coming alive rose to greet her. However as she looked across the city that she had spent most of her life in she noticed something concerning.
Grabbing her jacket she moved towards the door, hauling on her boots as she hopped out of the door. Moving through the city quickly head towards the merchants quarter. As she neared the quarter the first cries of alarm could be heard. A group of guards were hurrying in that district and she rushed to join them. “Katiana, there has been another incident.” one of the guards said as they saw her, another captain from another part of the city watch.
“I didn’t see the tower of Selune so I had to come investigate.” she replied.
“The tower collapsed onto the Mullberry Inn.” the captain answered her question. Katiana followed along and started to help where she could. It wasn’t until she reached the site of the fallen tower that she began to understand. The Inn was ruined with splintered timber littering the road. As she stepped around the material she found her foot passing through the material as if it had been feasted on by insects.
The stone of the tower was much the same as the inn. Half of it was frail and brittle and although the building was destroyed the loss of human life seemed to be minimal. “Well the music stopped and slowly we felt the building rumbling. We ran out to the streets, all of us, in time to see the temple collapse onto the inn. I don’t think the group of bards that were playing made it out though.” one of the people on the streets murmured as she recounted the night before.
Thanks for joining me tonight to for a short continuation of the journey this week. Don’t forget that we will expand the adventure each day this week as we move onwards this week. Don’t forge to come back each day this week and, as always, don’t forget to roll with advantage,
The Brazen Wolfe
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