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Swerbrey

A crumpled Notebook: Forgotten?

What kind of Adventure is this?: 
Diary

(A note shakily written as though with some difficulty)

Dearest one,

Night seems to fall on this sleepy town of Swerbrey none too fast. The days seem to last longer and longer with each passing hour. I walk the streets alone. This place looks forgotten. I fear I am the last left in its hollows.

A crumpled Notebook: Death of a Rose

What kind of Adventure is this?: 
Diary

(A short entry that is particularly misshapen due to nothing other than tears)

Dearest one,
The lady is gone. She took 'er own life in the presence of a few she loved. I fear the worst from what I 'ave heard. May the gods 'ave mercy on this house. 

A crumpled Notebook: A forked path

What kind of Adventure is this?: 
Diary

Dearest one,

I have walked this path called life and touched its flame. It burned me.

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