Lights move over the Swamps of the Dead at night. Bandits use them to lure caravans into the mire.
Defeat the lantern bearers, tend to the travellers they robbed, and report back.
Lights move over the Swamps of the Dead at night. Bandits use them to lure caravans into the mire.
Defeat the lantern bearers, tend to the travellers they robbed, and report back.
The marsh is your nursery. Whoever is poaching in it will learn what lives under the water.
Your battle eagles circle the bandits’ camp until the last lantern goes dark.
The bandits slip away into fog even you cannot see through.
The old songs warn of lights in the drowned forest. Tonight you find out why.
The travellers you healed carry your name back to the Silver Groves.
Your riders bog down in the mire and the lights vanish laughing.