“ No undead provokes more sympathy than a Motherthing.
These are the frightening remains of mothers who lost a child to violence. These undead gather children that are encountered alone and "mother" them ". They fiercely protect their "children"”
“ It looks like a cook's book. It is a cook's book. It is also where the cook, who happened to be a master spy, encoded all his secrets and contacts. The book has innocently fallen into your group's hands. Everyone wants it, and many are not subtle or peaceful in their attempts.”
“ A noble claims that a stranger did not enter the town by any normal means, but trough his mirror. The man in question is ravening mad and mutters on about vast halls connecting all the mirrors in the world.”