Howdy-do! Welcome to Legends of Aventress! I'm old Jericho Sticks, and you're listening

to Edge of Midnight. Here's what happened last time. Take this one evening to be married. Does

indeed appear to be party time? Meet me outside in 10 minutes and you'll have a go.

Your friend has made a fool of you.

We'll meet again.

Like hello!

Pulls out a glass jar that's glowing with the same fungus

that Farron had taken from the Hackut.

The matron has been spending a lot of time outside in the wood.

I can't go to sleep until someone tells me a story. This is my book and it was taken from me when I entered the orphanage.

Good night, my mom and dads. And you all dream. The exact same dream.

You stared to two glowing red eyes, peering from the hood of a cloaked feminine shape.

You awake in a start, drenched in sweat, and you hear the clanging of alarm bells.

Your eyes notice it.

The orphanage inflame.

Malevolent cackle rings out across the land.

The face of a grinning hag stares down at you.

The hag moons overhead, now larger than ever before.

It's been said that the most beautiful sound is a child's laughter.

Well, the opposite can be said of the final painful moments of a child's far too brief life.

And I hope that you never get the opportunity to hear it.

Unfortunately, for our would-be heroes, they were not spared listening to such a sound.

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