![]() ![]() He sat rigid in his chair, clearly uncomfortable, as a scantily-clad woman draped herself across his plump midsection. Though candlelight bathed half of his face in shadow, there was no mistaking the gold brocade on his coat or the heavy insignia around his neck. “There he is.” Coco motioned to a man in the corner. Though the Church did its best to conceal the mysterious circumstances of each death, all had been buried in closed caskets. Thirteen bodies had been found throughout Belterra over the past year-more than double the amount of years prior. ![]() Of course, those stupid enough to talk about such things ended up on the stake. As if the magic itself was still present somehow, watching and waiting. Rare individuals also sensed a tingle in the air. Most people first noticed the smell: not the rot of decay, but a cloying sweetness in their noses, a sharp taste on their tongues. There’s something haunting about a body touched by magic. ![]()
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