Post by Cipher 24 on Jul 4, 2023 15:28:38 GMT -5
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It had started as simple rumour. Talks of a strange man covered in a tattered cloak, spotted amongst the dunes along the outskirts of the village. Considering the village was a hub for travellers, and it bordered the Sahra Expanse, many didn't take too much stock in it at first. After all, people see things out in the desert. And for all anyone knew, it could have just been another traveller they had seen. Nothing more.
Yet, over time, there were more sightings. Always off in the distance, never close enough to ever actually approach this individual, but always close to the outskirts, and with always the same description. A man covered in a tattered brown cloak. There had been no sightings of such a man in the village proper, which only begged the question why. Why was this man simply lurking around in the wastes? Why not come into the village itself?
As time went on, as with such things, people started developing theories. People wondered if it was some sort of phantom. Others wondered if it was a bandit. There had been incidents of people found battered and unconscious out in the desert, only for them to awaken and say they were attacked by this mysterious figure. This caused people to begin to worry. If this man was willing to attack people, then how long before he finally came out of the wastes and attacked the village itself?
A few of the more wealthy merchants in the village, now worried for their supplies and business, decided to pool their money together, offering a reward for anyone who can track down and deal with this 'menace'. Granted, this figure had yet to cause any problems for them, but why wait for him to become one? Now all it took was someone to try and actually accomplish the task.
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