The Skull and Bones

[Atmosphere]

A silent night in the inner city was turned into a wailing tune of weeping children as they and their parents awake with panic and fear in their hearts. Residential homes of both poor and middle class families filled their windows with brightly lit candles in attempt to comfort themselves from their nightmares, the dark skies, and their wild imaginations. The streets cleared, empty of even the homeless, leaving only the bravest of Legionnaires standing with little ease at their post. Those who speak, speak of wicked nightmares involving a skull and bones.

A deep sadness is felt within all those who are divinely powered by Kelemvor. Nothing is said among the clerics of the temple as they stand in silence, giving uncomfortable knowing looks to each other from time to time.