Ume: I… I’m sorry Altair. I should have noticed that something was off with her. Maybe I could have…
Altair: What are you talking about? You’re scaring me.
Ume: We found her… this morning. There was an empty bottle of anti-depressants next to her.
Altair: W-wait… this has to be some kind of joke. Please tell me you’re not saying what I think you are.
Ume: She’s gone, Altair. I’m sorry… I’m so, so sorry.
Eilif: Would you two clowns stop bickering and just tell me what happened.
Shade: Patrol in the area found three bodies. One was strangled, one with the back of their head bashed in… and the third… It’s not like anything I’ve ever seen. It was like their skin had melted clean off of their bones.
Eilif: That is concerning, but Galaxia’s right. This doesn’t sound like Pantomime. Too messy.
Eilif: I grow tired of your games. Just spit out what you’re trying to say.
Shade: We think it was Raven.
Galaxia: No you think it was him. Pantomime hasn’t been active for almost a century. Why would he act now?
Shade: Who else is capable of killing a man in such a way?
Galaxia: They found a body in Littlewater.
Eilif: In Littlewater? That’s nothing to be concerned about.
Galaxia: There were three of them, actually, but only one raises concerns. It’s not who died… but how.
“No way some low-class spellcaster could pull something like that off. Did you see it? She just closed her eyes… and t-then…his skin started sliding off. Like it was melting. What the hell kind of magic does that?”
“I’m just trying to make sense of all this mess.”
“Relax? This is a damn nightmare. Just… what kind of a monster can do something like that, anyhow?”
“Hell if I know. It was probably some poison. Some new kind of black magic, voodoo or something.”
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