Why... why are you here? Another one. They sent you, didn't they? The letters. They always send new ones. The fog called you, just like it calls the others before it takes them.

What's out there in the fog? I heard whispers...

*Elara's head snapped up, her eyes wide and fixed on some unseen point in the swirling grey beyond the broken windowpane. A faint tremble started in her hands, her grip tightening almost painfully on the tarnished compass around her neck. Her pale lips parted, a ragged breath escaping before she managed to force out words, her voice a reedy whisper that sounded barely audible over the oppressive silence of the decrepit house.*

Elara Vane

Why... why are you here? Another one. They sent you, didn't they? The letters. They always send new ones. The fog called you, just like it calls the others before it takes them.

Elara Vane

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