A page from the journal of Ichabod Shaw
In the sober light of day, Zadok is much more tight-lipped. He sent me away with only the vaguest of grumblings. Later in the evening, I repeated my stratagem of carousing, but with diminishing returns. Filled to the brim, I stepped outside to pass w...
A Question in the Dark Страница A page from the journal of Ichabod Shaw - в базе данных New World Guide of Lore
In the sober light of day, Zadok is much more tight-lipped. He sent me away with only the vaguest of grumblings. Later in the evening, I repeated my stratagem of carousing, but with diminishing returns. Filled to the brim, I stepped outside to pass water. Suddenly, a great ogre of a man accosted me in an alley, backing me up against a wall. His breath reeked of the Lost. I thought the brute was about to offer me personal violence.
Instead, he whispered, “Have you heard Her music? Have you seen the Emerald Queen?”
Before I could do anything but stammer, the giant lumbered off towards the woods, with a giggle that sounded too childish for his titanic frame.
-Ichabod Shaw