The cool breeze of the night embraces the warm town of Riverspring, the townsfolks from the nearby farmland are now back to flood the now cold streets of the town bringing the brilliant life back. The establishments begin their colorful light dances attracting the people like moth to the fires. The Thistle and Thyme is no excuse to these nightly traditions, Mili and her brother quickly became busy as the traffic of costumers engulfs the tavern rapidly. The once empty tavern now filled with combine aroma of roasted food and strong alcohol celebrated with mixture of laughter and arguments. And at the front door the two familiar figures emerges bringing a small hint of relieve to Mili’s face.

“I gather no progress?” Mili teased. “Not exactly, but yeah” El replied. “Well you can tell me later, how about sit over there and order some food.” Mili said. “And drinks on the house” she added. “Yes! That’s what I am talking about!” Kit shouted. “Thanks again” El said. “No problem” Mili smiled. The two men swiftly find sit and begin their own banter like the rest of the people on the tavern.

The night quickly passes as the once noisy streets were covered with the silent mist of midnight. The dancing light gradually subsides leaving only the gentle light of fireflies; the weary people of the town begin their slumbers but the siblings, Mili and Cyfern are still cleaning the mess of the merry night at the tavern.

As she collects the tankards from table to table, she sees the two boys still talking and eating at the side of the tavern. “Still awake are we?” Mili interjects their conversations. “Yeah still wide awake” El replied. “We still discussing on how we should do this quest” he added. “So you find clues after all? Mili asked. “Yeah just clues” Kit replied. “I may not the smartest in the room but maybe I can help? Well, if you only you need it?” Mili said. El and Kit looked at each other then look at Mili “Well what do you think?” Kit asked El. “Ok, well, first there’s the house…” El explains but quickly cut-off by Kit. “woah woah maybe don’t start at the beginning, maybe SHORTER explanation, coz we might fell asleep.” El looked at Kit and sigh. “Fine, shorter, a may or might not be cult abducted Heidi…” “Wait what you mean abducted by cult” Mili interject. “PLEASE don’t interfere with the explanation lady, I need sleep so question after the explanation?!” Kit retorted. “FINE, I listen first” Mili replied. “Please continue” Kit said to El. “Ok where we were? Yes abduction, Heidi was abducted by may or might not be cult, then Kaldor bought the house as per the “cult” representative, but was discovered by Heidi’s lover Bram.” “Bram the town guard!” Cyfern interrupts “I know right” Kit added “Shhh! I thought no interruptions, please continue” Mili snapped. “Anyway, Bram accidentally burned down the house killing him with it, but before the town guard dowse the fire the body of Bram turn to ashes so no one know why or.. “ “Skip that part, tell the thrilling part” Kit interrupt again. “Shhh!” Both Cyfern and Mili countered. “Ok you know what, long story short a may or may not be cult has been abducting people to do some sort of ritual and the problem is we don’t know where they are hiding and whose with them” El ended his story. “Ok so why do you think that they are cult or may not be?” Mili asked. “Well they have similar tattoos and cloak” El replied. “Wait, where did you find the tattoos and cloaks?” Cyfern asked. “Well if someone did not interrupt the story he might said it” Kit interjects. “And if that someone did not asked for a shorter story I might told the whole thing.” El said as he stares at Kit. “Wait, what? Why is it my fault?” Kit said. “Anyhow what is the tattoo or what similar cloak they have?” Mili asked. “Well, they have a red crown tattoo and, and black cloak with the same stitching as their tattoo on the back of the black cloak” Kit explained. Mili pauses as she hears Kit he then looks at her brother in which their eyes meet with each other as they gulp for air at the same time.

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Sweats start forming on Mili head as she remembered the most traumatic experience in her life, the night where the green grass of the Great Plains turns red, the clear skies was covered by the black smoke from the burning bodies of her tribesmen. “Are you ok?” El said as he touches Mili’s shoulder. “I..I’m fine just bad memories” Mili replied. “I don’t want to pry but clearly you know this people right?” El inquired. “….. yes” Mili faintly replied. “They are the one who attack my tribe” Mili added as he looks at her younger brother with a worrying eye. “Tribe? What do you mean tribe?” Kit probes. “She’s a Famaris, Kit” El answered making Mili flinches. “Famaris? What’s that?” Kit probes more. El looks at Mili and asked “Can I?” Mili looked back at El and just nodded. “Famaris is a subspecies of the human race, like the dwarves, gnomes at halflins but unlike us the Famaris are older race, their strength is unbowed” El explains. “But how did you know she’s a Famaris” Kit asked. “My blood red hair and my scarlet eyes” Mili replied. “Wait… sorry but Cyfern had brown hair isn’t he a Famaris too if Mili is” Kit retorted. “The blood of the Famaris are easy tainted by other races, both my parents had brown hair”. Mili explains. “But in every birth of a Famaris child, there are small chances that a pure blood will be born like me” Mili continues as she brushes her red hair. “Ok I can get it but where is the may or may not be cult fit it all of this” Kit asked. “The cult of the progenitor” El replied. “You know the name of the cult?!” All three replied in unison. “Just a guess, but if they attack a Famaris tribe at continuing kidnapping adventurers it’s a strong evidence” El replied. “Am I the only one confuse” Kit said as he look both Mili and Cyfern. “Let me explain, according to a book I read, the cult of the progenitor or the progenitor worshiper, they specifically target people with a strong body or physiques” El explains. “I don’t get it” Kit retorted. “Shh! He is trying to explain, for the love of the Gods please. STOP. INTERUPTING.” Mili replied broking a table into two pieces making everyone nervous. “Sorry please continue” She added. “ehem so as was saying, the progenitor worshiper target people with strong body to turn them into thralls” El continues his explanation. Kit raises his hand and everyone focus at him. “mmm why?” Kit asked as everyone sighs heavily. “The cult member are vampires that need protection for daylight when they sleep” El said. “See if you said that from the start we are sleeping now, Wait? What! VAMPIRES!” Kit shouted. “Now that you know this information any clues where a vampire might get his or her beauty sleep” El said completely ignoring Kit. “I know a cave near the town” Cyfern said. “The abandon mine?” Mili asked. “Yes that one! I hear from the farmers that they found traces of bandit on that location” Cyfern replied. “That’s viable, where is it?” Kit replied. “Wow you recover quickly, it’s at the northern part of the town, at the opening of the Ashen Forest, and I’ll take you there” Mili said. “Thanks for the compliment lady but we can take it from here right El” Kit replied. “No I’ll take you there, now that I know who did attack my tribe I will have my vengeance” Mili said. “You’ll be ok alone Cyfern?” She added. “I’ll be alright sister” Cyfern replied then hugs her sister. “Eh we did not agree on this” Kit said. But Mili proceed to the door of the tavern and exits. “Are you coming or what?” Mili said. “I guess we agreed” El said as he tap Kit shoulder consoling him. “AHH! Whatever, the more the safer” Kit said as he resigns and follow the two exiting the tavern.