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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Knightfall" data-source="post: 8022819" data-attributes="member: 2012">In the Fog in Old City:The guards wave back but the fog soon swallows them up. The mist is growing thicker and soon it will hard to see anything more than a dozen feet away.Tuck finds few people on the street, although the adventurers' presence does bring out a few onlookers. It takes some time to get anyone to talk to him and Akos. The Loremaster's words help sway a few young lads heading home from a hard days work at a nearby shop. As they stop to talk, Mutt takes notice of them and tries to get them to pet him. One of them looks at Tuck with his eyes wide."Careful. He's fierce," Tuck says."I believe you," the boy says. He pats Mutt gingerly on the nose, once. "You wanted to know something... what was it again?""Kojo, they asked about someone named Nathaniel," the other youngster notes while rubbing Mutt's neck. He's more at ease with the big dog."A young lord named Nathaniel Aceron to be precise," Vinccenzo adds. "He is also a tower guard.""The Acerons," Kojo says. He looks at the manor house. "That's their family home here in Bluffside, but Lord Aceron is rarely uses it. They have an estate about dozen miles outside the city. If you're looking for any of them, you'll probably find them out there.""We've rode by it on our patron's wagon a few times," the other boy adds. "While on the road to Straftbridge. It's not the grandest country estate along the road, but does have an old tower next to the main house.""You know a lot about them," Tuck says. "Why is that?""Lady Aceron has bought statues and paintings from our patron, Naida Amrouche," Kojo replies. "She is quite the art lover and buys a lot from Madam Amrouche."The other boy looks around to see that the fog threatens to make it impossible to get home. "We really need to get going. It's a long walk from here to the dormitories.""Right Essien," Kojo replies. "I'm sorry, but we can't stay any longer," he says to Tuck. "I hope you find the young lord. I think I met him once, but it might have been one of the other Acerons. If it was him, he was nice."The two lads head into the fog as quickly as they can."They aren't wrong," a voice says in the fog. "But not entirely right.""Who goes there?" Vinccenzo demands. "Show yourself!""No, I don't think so," the voice drones. Then there is mad giggling. "Ah, young Nathaniel Aceron. He is such a pretty boy... with bad habits. I saw him tonight, yes. I considered leaving my mark, but he already had fear in his eyes. It's no fun when I can't be the one to make them afraid.""T-the killer," Vinccenzo stutters."You presume to much, Sectarian," the voice snaps. "Like those waifs and their mistress, I am artist. Blood is my paint. I would paint all of you, but there are too many of you."Mutt growls and stands guard next to Tuck."Ooh, nice doggie," the voice shrills. "Aren't you a pretty thing, yes."The voice seems to come from all around the group. It echoes in the streets and is muted by the deepening fog. There is something almost magical about it. Ethereal. Otherworldly. It is chilling and surreal."What do you want?" Tuck asks."To point you in the right direction. The boy went into the manor and he came out with a bundle. I trailed him, I did, yes. To the place where people leave. The soldiers didn't see me. They let him through without even a word. He is one of them, after all. Gone, he is. Gone into the wilds where the hunting isn't as safe as here. Too many monsters in the wilds. He wasn't good prey. I found several others this night." The voice becomes wispy. "Two old maids in a cart and a young buck in a stable," the voice laughs. "The maids are eating grapes. The buck shot in the rump, its leg broken from the fall. All three painted a lovely picture. The buck was still kicking when I left him. Maybe you will find him in time, yes. He is near."The voice becomes a whisper and then manic laughing in the distance, in all directions.</blockquote>

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