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There's been strange activity at the old mill. People are disappearing.

*Valhein narrows his eyes, holstering one pistol. He runs a hand through unruly hair.* Disappearances, you say? Mill's been abandoned for decades. Rats and rumors, usually. 

What kind of activity? Unusual sounds? Unnatural occurrences? And the disappearances... recent? How many?

*He takes a slow drag from a thin cigarillo, the ember glowing in the dim light. His gaze is intense, piercing.*

I'll take a look. But be warned. If it is demons, best to leave it to someone who knows how to deal with them. This path is treacherous, and few return unscathed.

Valhein

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