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A group of travelers, unknown to Faelvir, was heading to Erathia. Meanwhile...
Faelvir, awakened in the night, got out of bed and headed towards the girl's mother. In her unlocked house, he found only the dead Vincent, sitting sprawled in a chair as if contemplating something. The half-elf walked past and entered a spacious room devoid of furniture or belongings. In the center stood Hostor and the deceased girl. The girl was pale, lifeless, just as Faelvir remembered her, but blood was inexplicably flowing from her eyes. More surprisingly, Hostor also looked like a corpse. As soon as Faelvir entered the room, the corpses immediately turned towards him. He recoiled in horror and bumped into something. Turning around, he realized that the mistress of the house had approached him from behind, also dead. The priest wanted to assume a combat stance, in case he had to defend himself from attacks, but he found that he didn't have the staff that he had never parted with until now, so he simply pushed the corpse away and ran towards the exit. At the door, he was met by Lindeskar with an anxious cry: "Hurry! This way! This way!". They opened the door, and Faelvir woke up.
In the Temple, he was taught how to regain composure after a nightmare. Using this knowledge, Faelvir fell asleep and woke up only late in the morning, remembering almost nothing from the dream.
In the main hall of the tavern, he found Lindeskar talking to the owner of the establishment about something. "What a surprise! He used to be so timid." Faelvir approached the elf so that he would notice him.
- Good morning.
Faelvir, awakened in the night, got out of bed and headed towards the girl's mother. In her unlocked house, he found only the dead Vincent, sitting sprawled in a chair as if contemplating something. The half-elf walked past and entered a spacious room devoid of furniture or belongings. In the center stood Hostor and the deceased girl. The girl was pale, lifeless, just as Faelvir remembered her, but blood was inexplicably flowing from her eyes. More surprisingly, Hostor also looked like a corpse. As soon as Faelvir entered the room, the corpses immediately turned towards him. He recoiled in horror and bumped into something. Turning around, he realized that the mistress of the house had approached him from behind, also dead. The priest wanted to assume a combat stance, in case he had to defend himself from attacks, but he found that he didn't have the staff that he had never parted with until now, so he simply pushed the corpse away and ran towards the exit. At the door, he was met by Lindeskar with an anxious cry: "Hurry! This way! This way!". They opened the door, and Faelvir woke up.
In the Temple, he was taught how to regain composure after a nightmare. Using this knowledge, Faelvir fell asleep and woke up only late in the morning, remembering almost nothing from the dream.
In the main hall of the tavern, he found Lindeskar talking to the owner of the establishment about something. "What a surprise! He used to be so timid." Faelvir approached the elf so that he would notice him.
- Good morning.
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