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<blockquote data-quote="talien" data-source="post: 4964769" data-attributes="member: 3285"><p><strong>Red Skies: Prologue</strong></p><p></p><p>As usual, the streets of the Merchant District were much quieter than those of the neighbors, which made Sebastian stand out even more than usual. A long carriage passed by as he made his way down the street; its driver noted his demonic appearance with a look of disdain.</p><p></p><p>“You could use a spell to disguise yourself, you know,” said Kham.</p><p></p><p>Sebastian shrugged. “Why should I? Our names have been cleared. A mob has already tried to kill me and regretted it. It’s time they learned to fear me instead.”</p><p></p><p>“Something’s wrong,” said Beldin. “There’s no one at the gate to greet us.” </p><p></p><p>“The energy I felt last time we approached the house is noticeably absent as well,” said Sebastian.</p><p></p><p>They made their way to the front door, only to discover it unlocked. </p><p></p><p>Kham pushed open the door and then stopped. “Oh, this can’t be good.”</p><p></p><p>Copious splashes of blood lined the floor, walls, and even portions of the ceiling. The bodies of the two guards were still there, their throats slit. They were ritually mutilated, their bodily fluids used to sketch arcane symbols around their lifeless forms in an all-too familiar pattern.”</p><p></p><p>“More sacrifices to Leviathan,” said Sebastian.</p><p></p><p>They went room-by-room, weapons at the ready. </p><p></p><p>The souvenirs that had once lined Carthy’s halls were now in various states of disarray. The captain’s wheel lay on the floor in pieces, the fishing net had been ripped down, and the harpoon and shark jaw both shattered. The sitting room was in much the same condition. The couches and chairs were cut open, the drawers from the desk were emptied, and the books that lined the walls littered the floor instead, their bindings systematically removed and tossed in a corner. Oddly, both of the paintings were missing, cut from their frames.</p><p></p><p>Nothing was left intact; even the walls hadn’t escaped unscathed, with several holes punched through at random. They made their way up to the second floor.</p><p></p><p>Several drops of blood dotted the steps. They entered Carthy’s bedroom. </p><p></p><p>Kham looked around. “Carthy didn’t give up without a fight.” </p><p></p><p>One of the windows was smashed in and there were slashes that could only have been made by edged weapons. Jagged sprays of blood decorated the walls and floor. </p><p></p><p>Sebastian kneeled down and tugged something from the wall. </p><p></p><p>“What’s that?” asked Beldin.</p><p></p><p>“A piece of fabric,” said Sebastian. “Probably from a Cultist of Leviathan. Whoever came for Carthy paid for the privilege in flesh.”</p><p></p><p>They turned and walked back downstairs towards the exit. </p><p></p><p>Skiz stuck his head out of Kham’s haversack. “You hear that boss?”</p><p></p><p>Kham put one finger to his lips and cocked his head. Then he nodded. </p><p></p><p>He drew two of his pistols. “Whoever took Carthy is still here.”</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="talien, post: 4964769, member: 3285"] [b]Red Skies: Prologue[/b] As usual, the streets of the Merchant District were much quieter than those of the neighbors, which made Sebastian stand out even more than usual. A long carriage passed by as he made his way down the street; its driver noted his demonic appearance with a look of disdain. “You could use a spell to disguise yourself, you know,” said Kham. Sebastian shrugged. “Why should I? Our names have been cleared. A mob has already tried to kill me and regretted it. It’s time they learned to fear me instead.” “Something’s wrong,” said Beldin. “There’s no one at the gate to greet us.” “The energy I felt last time we approached the house is noticeably absent as well,” said Sebastian. They made their way to the front door, only to discover it unlocked. Kham pushed open the door and then stopped. “Oh, this can’t be good.” Copious splashes of blood lined the floor, walls, and even portions of the ceiling. The bodies of the two guards were still there, their throats slit. They were ritually mutilated, their bodily fluids used to sketch arcane symbols around their lifeless forms in an all-too familiar pattern.” “More sacrifices to Leviathan,” said Sebastian. They went room-by-room, weapons at the ready. The souvenirs that had once lined Carthy’s halls were now in various states of disarray. The captain’s wheel lay on the floor in pieces, the fishing net had been ripped down, and the harpoon and shark jaw both shattered. The sitting room was in much the same condition. The couches and chairs were cut open, the drawers from the desk were emptied, and the books that lined the walls littered the floor instead, their bindings systematically removed and tossed in a corner. Oddly, both of the paintings were missing, cut from their frames. Nothing was left intact; even the walls hadn’t escaped unscathed, with several holes punched through at random. They made their way up to the second floor. Several drops of blood dotted the steps. They entered Carthy’s bedroom. Kham looked around. “Carthy didn’t give up without a fight.” One of the windows was smashed in and there were slashes that could only have been made by edged weapons. Jagged sprays of blood decorated the walls and floor. Sebastian kneeled down and tugged something from the wall. “What’s that?” asked Beldin. “A piece of fabric,” said Sebastian. “Probably from a Cultist of Leviathan. Whoever came for Carthy paid for the privilege in flesh.” They turned and walked back downstairs towards the exit. Skiz stuck his head out of Kham’s haversack. “You hear that boss?” Kham put one finger to his lips and cocked his head. Then he nodded. He drew two of his pistols. “Whoever took Carthy is still here.” [/QUOTE]
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