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A pulse of the Arcane, rending half the lighthouse in a dizzying colour-show and leaving behind a toxic miasma and mundane fire. There were numerous injured, but of those at the initial site of the blast, there was one closest.

Midnight-blue stains some of the rocks, shattered yew and cherry woods alongside scraps of red cloth left behind before the structure's full collapse. How lucky, that she was pulled out in time.

How lucky, to be alive.

. . .

It may be a while before she wakes up.

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A group of five set out from the Spire days ago.
A Knight wielding a sword and shield. A Fireborne with a bow and wings on her back. A young Squire and Adventurer ready to take on the world.

And a Healer with little more than a smile.

That was several days ago, and several more have passed.
Only four now return. Stoic, silent, angry.

What went wrong…?

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The rooftops seem oddly empty.
The cask roof void of a small figure.
The bell tower empty.
A crossbow left behind.
A made bed untouched.

Something is missing.

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Countless black feathers adorn the street beside the hospital, though rain and feral cats do inevitably clean up the blood and crow carcasses left behind...

Individuals passing by the hospital would find themselves more frequently harassed by some particularly bothersome corvids.

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Branch, one of the resident doctors, has been seen In front of the fire shrine preforming some small ritual with incense and a portrait drawing of someone, the frame dressed with black funeral ribbon.

The remaining half of the incense and a spicy steamed dumpling were fed to the fire. In honor of the deceased fireborne follower.

[!] Another threat. This time, from within? [!]

Near the end of the Spire's latest Town Hall meeting an assassination attempt was made on Circle of Four Councilor Van Pelt.

The reason? His association with, and support of 'Mutants' within the Spire. Though the reason for the hatred behind this reckless attack has not been investigated, one thing remains evident: This won't be the last of it.

Is there credibility behind the words of the attacker? Van Pelt himself and an associate of his identified as 'Enzo' were quick to dispatch the would-be assassin. Rumors claim there wasn't much left of the man--even after a strange healer seemingly pulled him back from death. Some speculate the man might even wish he were dead with the state he's been left in. Even after the attacker was revived and helpless, the Councilor attempted to finish him off once more. A spire doctor and guard were harmed by the Councilman and his associate in the process.

Both were led off by the guards, now spending the night in a cell.

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Out here they’re always keeping score; beneath the tan, the battle rages.

The Siren’s Blessed has disappeared from the coastlines she is known to adore. Anyone who knocks on her door is met by an older woman cursing them out in Korami, brandishing a blade lined with Mother of Pearl.

Secretary of the Atelier has secluded herself in her office.

She is rarely seen to leave and if, then only for short visits of hospital usually in various hours of night or early morning. 

Recently she started (reluctantly) meeting those who wish to assist the rebuilding of the lighthouse again.

Visitors might have mentioned the woman posses uncharacteristically sluggish demeanour and disheveled appearance.

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Gatherers and Hunters return from their trips into the forest.
Each with their own strange sighting to account.
Wild vegetables seemingly growing in gardens, with herbs.
Decaying trees adorn circles of petals at their base.
Small makeshift gravestones mark buried animal corpses.

Who could be doing this?

Is someone living out here?