Lord's Rest Inn

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A night hexblood farmer drives through town on a cart filled with pumpkins. It would be pretty unremarkable if it weren't for the horses being made of sticks and rags. Scarecrow horses, with glowing red eyes and shambling gaits.

Truesight doesn't detect anything off, but features like a Paladin's Divine Sense that can sense creature type will reveal the following:

The hexblood is not a fey.

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*Characters btw, i'm still feeling a tad bit chaotic today*

The smell of burning trees and buildings is still thick in the air. The stormtroopers are patrolling the burned town and woods. AT-ST walkers accompany them. There is already a base being built in the rubble of the destroyed town. Transport ships are dropping off troopers every couple of hours along with supplies. Cranes and workers build this huge command station. Fear radiates from the command center, showing just what the Empire can and will do to conquer planets.

-open slots for whoever-

 Kylar looks at the base, calmly walking past troopers and droids as they're busy

 The troopers watch him

*hmmm, characters*

Ani is sat under a tree, poorly bandaging a wound on his arm, seemingly from a wolf attack. His whole body is covered in scrapes and bruises, though there is a newly gained wolf skeleton animated a couple feet away with a few more skeletons

Helios is talking, like properly talking, to a tiefling girl at the docks. Nobody around them seems to notice

Kylar is wandering around the storm trooper base carefully

-intro sorta-

A young man is deep in the woods, a wooden mask with a smiling face carved into it covering his own face. His outfit seems normal, long sleeved hoodie, jeans, a pair of combat boots, and bandages wrapped around their hands, covering the skin. They're crouched over a small totem that they seem to be praying at

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Grand Warlord Skriggle is having some giant rat soup.

 Sushi, a normal looking human woman despite her ferret ears and tail, looks disgusted, "What in the hells are you doing?"

 "Ah'm eatin' mah soup."

 "But it's made of rat's." she gags, "You realize we serve soups here? Ouais?"

 "Ist only maed from vun rat. Ah maed et meself."

 "That... Makes it a little worse a mon avi."

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A young man is deep in the woods, a wooden mask with a smiling face carved into it covering his own face. His outfit seems normal, long sleeved hoodie, jeans, a pair of combat boots, and bandages wrapped around their hands, covering the skin. They're crouched over a small totem that they seem to be praying at

 Kyes is wandering through the woods, spinning a coin between their fingers, mumbling to themselves. The illusion freezes as they take notice of this man before wandering over, patiently waiting for them to finish before interacting.

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Ani is sat under a tree, poorly bandaging a wound on his arm, seemingly from a wolf attack. His whole body is covered in scrapes and bruises, though there is a newly gained wolf skeleton animated a couple feet away with a few more skeletons

 

 Sushi walks by, carrying a basket of fruit from an orchard nearby. She stares blankly at the skeletal horde before offering Ani an apple, "Bonjour. Ca va?"

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A night hexblood farmer drives through town on a cart filled with pumpkins. It would be pretty unremarkable if it weren't for the horses being made of sticks and rags. Scarecrow horses, with glowing red eyes and shambling gaits.

Truesight doesn't detect anything off, but features like a Paladin's Divine Sense that can sense creature type will reveal the following:

The hexblood is not a fey.

 "Oh that's sick as all hell. Could I catch a ride?" a violet hued Tiefling waves from nearby, shouldering an adventurer's backpack