Flow of the Balance/Archives of December 2006/The Courier

It is near night, and you are about to dine, only when it is interrupted by the tumult and a string of tinklings of harsh ringing sounds from the streets outside. You walk to the window and push open it to see what has happened.

A messenger on a black horse is prancing, approaching from the far side of the streets, his left hand on the halter and right hand holding a bell. His voice is clear to you even with a distance.

"...in Fontan this morning! Bizarre structure arisen from nowhere in Greatbridge! Local priest unable to interpret the anomaly! To find out more news remember to buy tomorrow's..."

The messenger vanishes into another far side of the streets with great speed on his horse, with his words no longer distinguishable. You could only assume he is a courier of a certain newspaper publisher, but unable to know more.