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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Gina" data-source="post: 1280809" data-attributes="member: 10990">Ask and you shall receive:On a dark stair, under AlderslookYou peer down the stairs....Garret's torch light glints off the metal caltrops scattered on the steps. He leans to pick them up....and there is something behind him. The dragon brooch allows you to see the horror behind your friend.A dark figure is creeping up the stairs. It is small, halfling sized, wearing a large heay cloak, black as midnight. The halfling carries a weapon, perhaps a shortsword, in its left hand. Its right hand is empty, and clenches and unclenches, like the beating of a heart. The small man's movements are smooth and limber as he moves up toward your companion.But his figure is not what holds your attention...that's not what makes your heart freeze.It's head...It's head is bleeding, hairless....its hair has been beeled away, and even now rivulets of blood run down, past its lidless eyes to drip upon it's cloak. The skin on its face has likewise been removed, carefully, strip by strip. Saliva drips from its lip-less mouth. The halfling, this little man, has been scalped and flayed alive. ....and now it creeps up to the stair to do the same to you.</blockquote>