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Location: Würzburg, Germany
	
14th Day of Eaiwe in the year 1031 of the Northern Calendar, the night of the Spirit Eave, some hours before dawn

For hours and hours, you have made your way through the haunting glades of the forest.
You have not witnessed the horrors of the night, until, at midnight, the ground was shaken, and the souls of the fallen embarked to their endless dance into the cloud-hanged sky.

Seemingly out of nowhere, you find yourself standing in a ruined yard, trembling from the cold and starving.

Somewhere near you, behind a ruined house that might once have been a fairly impressive tavern, you can hear human voices...
Singing songs around a campfire...

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