The wraith had descended upon us quickly. Two were lost in the chaotic scramble for safety. We haven't heard their cries since. The remainder of our party remains barricaded in the cellars of the old library. Days have seemed to pass by. The only constant remains the guttural gnawing and gnashing of the wraith as it gorges itself on the artifacts outside our doors. A few among us are optimistic that the wraith will move on from these ruins. I, on the other hand, look down upon the cache of treasures on which I write this entry and remain fearful.
Art: @Daniela_ilustra
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The notices originally read "Reward: Dead or Alive". But the Wraith Captain was neither and the city's undertakers were being stretched thin, so the offer was simplified to "Wanted". A once bold proposition now turned to desperate plea...
art: @davideazul7
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