Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-29559990-20140923224129/@comment-11457306-20140929030046

McKenna had stayed out of the house after she'd gotten a glimpse inside. That one look told her all she needed to know. There was something twisted and evil at work here. She was not equipped to deal with the hidden (occult), evil side of the spirit world. She was no mage or sorcerer. She liked to deal with what she could see and shoot at.

She prowled the town instead, searching for survivors and any other evidence. Her heart ached for these poor people. When she found the innkeeper and his family she felt a hard knot form in her stomach. She'd known these people, done business with them, drunk with them, sung with them and sheltered with them occassionally when caught out traveling in a storm.

Were there no survivors at all? Not even one of the children?