Haivin and the Mountain of the Gods Part II A feast for two Ravens
The air felt so unnervingly cold… almost damaging to his essence. His legs would barely move when trying to step forwards, through the thick and heavy fog that encircled him.
He knew that he had to keep moving, he had to.
Strange sounds started appearing all around him, piercing through the fog, none of these he could specify.
Thieves Guild didn’t get much at all planned out, so this is easy. I’m just going to go and copy-paste Parker’s notes on it. Link to original topic listed at bottom.