Friday, October 16
Red Skies: Prologue
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.” more
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