Welcome to Legends of Aventress.

I'm Nikki Scarlett, and you're listening to Edge of Midnight.

Here is what happened last time.

I don't know much about hags, but what I do know is they come in threes.

Oh, fuck.

Weasels, pigeons, centipedes.

I think we've got two of the hags on our hands.

And I think Mother Midnight's behind all of them.

Taking care of weasels, every dusk.

Taking care of weasels, Philip Drusk.

We need to get to the real problem at hand,

and that's stopping these witches

so I can even have my body in the first place.

Consider it done.

You got your pocket watch so you know what time it is. Let's get in. We'll meet this Archbishop, kill a witch, and then we can go to the masquerade. Near 50 people surround you carrying torches. Bring them back to Archbishop. You have not brought me witch. You have brought me friends. I'm eager to get to tomorrow, kill this witch and get the hell out of here.

You are jolted awake as the sound of the door slams.

Hummeled by these ten men and you see a look of terror on their face.

Pay for sin.

Have you ever had a dream that felt so real that you weren't entirely sure it was a dream at all?

That maybe in the realms of slumber there's someone trying to tell us something, something that should have been done, something yet to come,

something that should be, something to fear.

Whether or not you believe all that, strange nightmares with some sort of message visited the dreaming minds of our protagonists,

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