Cyclops08
2020-12-24, 08:05 PM
Every November 12th, a gruesome scene is played out in a dark alley behind the Fearsome Fright tavern and Inn.
70 years ago, the Lady bartender was walking down this very alley, on a night just like this...and she met a mysterious man in black who killed her with a dagger. The murders continued until the man in black was also killed in the very alley. each year the ghosts of these two are forced to replay her final moments.
An Inn was built (The Fearsome Fright)with several floors of balconies to witness the spectral event.
1) Rumors persist that the murderer still haunts the alley way as mysterious daggers are thrown at people from time to time.
2) Last year something unusual happened. A paladin jumped from the balcony and struck (with a holy sword) the murderer down before he could kill the girl. The murder seemed to fade into the cobblestones. The Lady screamed and cried, "What have you done?" and then she too disappeared.
This year no one knows for sure what will happen. But the locals have all turned out to see. The PCs have room to themselves and a private balcony. All day they have been hearing Bards sing lurid ghost stories.
Now is the time of truth...What will happen?
70 years ago, the Lady bartender was walking down this very alley, on a night just like this...and she met a mysterious man in black who killed her with a dagger. The murders continued until the man in black was also killed in the very alley. each year the ghosts of these two are forced to replay her final moments.
An Inn was built (The Fearsome Fright)with several floors of balconies to witness the spectral event.
1) Rumors persist that the murderer still haunts the alley way as mysterious daggers are thrown at people from time to time.
2) Last year something unusual happened. A paladin jumped from the balcony and struck (with a holy sword) the murderer down before he could kill the girl. The murder seemed to fade into the cobblestones. The Lady screamed and cried, "What have you done?" and then she too disappeared.
This year no one knows for sure what will happen. But the locals have all turned out to see. The PCs have room to themselves and a private balcony. All day they have been hearing Bards sing lurid ghost stories.
Now is the time of truth...What will happen?