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7th of Morning Star

The Lord cast a frenzy spell on two of the dogs, one from each hand, then slipped back into invisibility. Two of the dogs turned hostile, and killed one other dog before being killed themselves. There were now only three dogs.

29th of Rain's Hand

Further investigation with the shovel came across something soft and squishy. As the dirt was removed, the Spectre could see the bloated, purple face of a man locked in an eternal howl of anguish. His face was covered with sores, and blood was coming out of his every orifice.

The scorpions were situated in large towers with conical roofs, with bolted heavy metal doors leading in and out, and no windows which a man could climb through. A few watchmen patrolled along the walls, crossbows in hand.

The sealed off street had several animal corpses on it, and every house was boarded up and had a skull painted on it.

The guard barracks were an unassuming building, which looked like a block of houses had been merged together. Men stood guarding every entrance.