Welcome to Legends of Adventress.

I'm Briggsita Cutlass Crats.

You have heard of me, haven't you?

And you're listening to Edge of Midnight.

Here's what happened last time.

Don't let go of your hope.

The death of hope is the last the soul.

Philip Druskenval, it's your service. Lord of Druskenwald and the Crescent Poth.

And this glum-looking fellow is Yorgrim.

He's the last member of your band of Midnight Witch Hunters.

Say hello to our new pals, Yorkerum.

Hello.

Pleasure doing business with you, my witch hunters.

And to sweeten the deal, I've even thrown in a house for you all to stand whenever you choose while you're here in Druskinwald no I have a witch

problem and I need it gone you get the overall spooky vibe that you are not

alone if you look to shit your pants that's free kill hag someone someone

someone ask ask where or how I know my mission I will follow through.

Beware, the below.

There must be a basement.

Find kids, my book, upstairs.

And then we kill the fucking hang in the basement!

Ah!

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