Steady drizzle falls from the ash-gray sky. The crowded, rain slicked buildings seem especially bleak and frightful this morning, as though hunched together beneath the tireless rain. A few lights burn in their eyes, but most of their shutters are still closed. The scent of chimney smoke fills the air, and you hear the din of water trundling from rooftops, splashing into dark alleys, and turning the street gutters into rivulets.

The orphanage rest on the corner of Lantern Street and Avana Avenue, its charcoal-colored stones held together with mold-encrusted mortar. The windows on both stories are tightly shuttered but a few slivers of light manage to escape from within. Lanterns hang on either side of the oaken front door, mounted to which is a green copper knocker shaped like a smiling gargoyle's visage, its nostrils pierced by a copper ring.
This message was last updated by the GM at 23:29, Mon 11 July 2016.

Marik stare in silence at the orphanage building, on top of Rani.

"Delightful...as if losing your parents wasn't bad enough when you're nine, they have to put you in a place looking like this...Actually, I would understand any child wanting to flee from here. I certainly would..."


He turns to Filimena.


"Well, hem, here you are. This is the Lantern Street Orphanage..." he begins. "Would...Would I be wrong to think you are also looking for the missing childrens?"
This message was last edited by the player at 03:25, Tue 12 July 2016.

People have started going about their day so the streets are filling up even with the rain coming down. You hear people talking as you stand looking at the Orphanage.

"... a cloaked figure collided with me in the street just earlier this morning, and knocked down. She uttered some horrible curse, glared at me with a ghostly face and haunting blue eyes before running off! ... "

".. I heard that some cult is kidnapping people and sacrificing them to a tentacled god..."

"... One of those kids kidnapped was the bastard son of the mayor..."