[Osterix]

Across the continent, figures in black robes begin to prowl in the dead of night. They wear masks with empty eyes and pointed fangs, a slight glow visible in the empty sockets. By day, they seemingly vanish, only to return the following evening.

These figures whisper of forbidden magics, and a place to learn of them. They murmur of dark arts, and practices long outlawed, and a being who will teach them. 

For a price.

They speak a single name to those who show interest in these teachings, before resuming their incessant preaching.

"Valamandos."

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Feel free to DM me on Discord (Osterix#5347) or find Valamandos in-game if you'd like a scene!