Nightmarch
The Discovery of Nightmarch and the Netherworld
Brandon Peveril, adventurer, entered the city of Nightmarch on 4-27-08. Upon entering the gates he immediately noticed that something was wrong as there were few to no people to be seen. There were... things... viewed from the corner of his eye, making him draw his daggers in preparation for whatever may come. Pulling his cloak close he crept through the shadows; eventually coming to a doorway with a marking. Looking it over her breathed a silent obscenity, for there was the mark of the Netherworld.
Upon his back, the Staff of Bloodletting pulsed gleefully.
Genghis's 1008 May 1st
Less then one week later, adventurer Genghis Steel wandered upon Nightmarch as well. He had been following a horde of undead that months before had claimed his beloved sister. Only 17 years of age, he knew that what loomed here was not something he was not yet ready to face. He wandered through the dark and ominous city and spotted a few peasants. At the sight of him they ran into there houses and slammed their doors. Clearly they were afraid of something. But what that something was...Genghis had no idea.
Genghis wondered through the empty city and into what looked like a sort of a parliament building. Bones lay strewn about, skin completely removed and turned white by age and sunlight. Genghis kept walking until he reached a room seeming untouched by the death. Piles of bodies lay down in front of the door-way, but set in an oddly uniform position. As Genghis went to enter the room...a man emerged from the shadows and said softly, "wait." But Genghis was mesmerized. He opened the door and walked into the room, without reading the stone carving above the door. The light erupted, the fire consumed him but did not burn him. He died peacefully as the lettering about the door glowed...Pure bloods enter if you dare, if you are royal you will have your share. Simplefolk do not try to see, or shards and soot is all you'll be.
