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(This is based on real ingame occurances) It is a warm, early summer evening when Ulviirala enters the Large Rat Inn to sit down at the bar, choosing a stool that has quite some distance to anyone else. She raises her hand to the barkeeper and he'd be right with her, to order a tap ale right away. The evening progresses and she doesn't really bother to talk to anyone. Of course the barkeeper knew that she had something on her heart from the beginning, but he didn't want to impose. After staring away at the bottom of mug after mug, the barkeep finally approached her.. "So, what's on your mind?", the barkeep asks. Ulviirala tries to look surprised, giving him the raised eyebrow, "What?", she says. She knew all too well that she wanted to tell this to someone, but yet she felt that nobody would believe her anyway. A burden on her mind that she would never be able to get rid of. "There's obviously something on your mind you haven't been able to get rid of yet, so what's the deal? D'your boyfriend ditch you? S'your husband betrayed you, or what?", the barkeep asks boldly and confidently. Ulviirala impulsively chuckles for a second and turns her head away. "No. It's not any of that." A moment of silence passes before the barkeep makes a brief gesture, as if to ask, what it is instead. Ulviirala looks back at him, and while turning away her head from him replies, "You wouldn't believe me anyway". "I've heard a lot of stories to this day, some I believe, some I don't, and some I still ponder about to this day... and those are the best. So what kind is yours?", he asked with a really brash attitude. Ulviirala looks at him, almost with a smug face, saying "You wouldn't believe it anyways". But in truth she was not trying to be smug, she was afraid. Afraid to embarrass herself, afraid to be the laugh of the town, afraid of the consequences, afraid of that people would even put HER on the pyre for reporting the strange things she'd seen. No, she couldn't ever talk about that night when they came out. When she heard the words echo through the forest at night... mistress libila hear my plea, I offer my body to the master but my soul belongs to thee... and the insistent yell of someone else... KEEP GOING... AGAIN... mistress libila hear my plea, I offer my body to the master but my soul belongs to thee... and then the death scream. Yes. Whoever was saying that... "prayer"... certainly died soon after. His death screem echoed through the forest at night. Followed by a hollowing "GOOD, NOW BRING THE BODY TO ME". She had talked to her neighbours who sure had noticed that strange behaviour as well, and she was able to gather more information about it. She thinks she has some idea of what is happening there, and a tiny glimpse of what "the master" is. But she didn't dare talk about it to the barkeep at all. "Just leave me alone!", she exclaimed, looking away and mumbling, "I don't want any trouble at my doorstep". And the barkeep sure enough stopped asking questions, and left Ulviirala drinking just until after midnight, drink after drink, until she started stumbling out of the inn without talking to anybody at all. (To be continued... maybe... depends on the replies)
