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They arrived in the night, shrouded in the cloak of darkness which swept around the small town. Their arrival didn't go unnoticed, even with all their best efforts to be as quiet as they could.
Danestia was a lowly town beneath the shadow of the faceless mountain. It was named so because the mountain used to be the home of an ancient tribe which worshiped the faceless god. 'Danestia' meant faceless in the ancient tongue.
The town was unimpressive at first glance, a mere scattering of houses which looked like they couldn't withstand the next storm. There was no particular system to how the houses were arranged. They just seemed to spring up everywhere, like ants all across the base of the mountain, with none of them facing the same direction. One would have imagined that a great gi
