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Rotten Thorns Arc Starter 1: Prowling Wolf
Nergüi bolts awake, gasping and body dripping sweat. He throws himself from the bed, fully prepared to fight something, anything, but the room stays silent. Frantic eyes search the darkness. It’s not right, he can feel it on his skin, smell rot in the air. He was here. The demon was here! Teeth grind, rage threatening to over flow.
A glint catches his eye, gaze following it. A small silver scroll case sits on his bedside table, one he’s never seen before. With a snarl he picks it up, pulling it open to reveal a few simple words written on pale parchment.
It is time we talked, my boy. - HRB
Something moves in the dark near his door. He hears it creak open. Eyes narrow, a sneer on his lips. His hands drop to his sides and the message falls from his fingers, silver casing ringing when it hits the floor. There is no hesitation in his stride as the Endless follows that tiny movement, that scent in the air.
It is time the demon and his monster had a long, violent chat.