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|Description||The dreams still haunted Hans. Each night the dead citizens of the village of Lagendorf assailed the forest warden's rest with their lamentations. Why did you not save us? they would cry, their faces wracked with pain, suffering, and flowing gore. They'd died neither well nor cleanly and in death each of their wounds was another yet another insult to his tarnished honor.|
The warden and his men had arrived far too late to stop the Beastmen from slaughtering the town and using the citizens as part of some horrific ritual to their obscene gods. The scene they found upon their arrival would forever be burned into their minds.
Becker had taken to drinking and was rarely sober anymore. Zimmerman had taken his own life rather than deal with the memory of what they'd seen. Schaffer's mind had snapped completely at the macabre display. The man's hair had turned snow white and he'd been reduced to a drooling idiot.
It seemed no one entering Lagendorf after the discovery had emerged unscathed.