It is a very quiet moment in Edonil, no one about but the regular habitants and merchants. Nothing seem to be out of the ordinary, however that is far from true.
There is something different, one could feel it in the air, but putting a finger on it could be hard.
Usually when nobody is around, sounds of fast bare feet is heard against the ground, but searching for this would seem useless.. Food and garbage dissapearing from the ground quite quickly when no one is about to see it.
If one were to travel from Edonil, venturing through the long caves, would stumble upon two dead male servants from the house of Tinnerai. Broken bones and heavy claw-marks on their bodies, face fixed in a expression of surprise and pain. Their clothing quite neutral, but if frisked, one of them would carry a seal of the Tinnerai.
Small bare feet, humanoid feet, leaving trails that are making their way to Edonil it would seem, along with trails of dripping blood.
Edonil has a new visitor..
(// Responses are welcome, but interaction with the Visitor i preferrably left IC.)