Whisperwood Dark Pact

The flickering candlelight dances across the rough-hewn map, illuminating lines and symbols that hint at a forgotten history. Outside, the wind howls a mournful dirge, rattling the shutters of the Crooked Hearth Inn, your temporary refuge. You, a motley crew of wanderers, are drawn together not by kinship, but by desperation. Each of you carries a burden, a past you'd rather bury than revisit. Elara, the scarred huntress, haunted by the ghosts of a lost village. Kaelen, the disgraced scholar, clutching forbidden knowledge that whispers of ancient powers. And Ronan, the nimble rogue, always one step ahead of the law, seeking redemption where he can find it. Your paths converged in the dusty frontier town of Oakhaven, a place clinging to the edge of the Whisperwood. Oakhaven, a town teeming with secrets, shadowed by the looming forest, and gripped by a fear that claws at the edges of sanity. For weeks, the livestock have been dying – not from disease, but from something... else. Farmers whisper of eerie lights in the woods, of animalistic howls that chill the bone, and of a creeping darkness that devours the light. The town's meager militia is stretched thin, barely able to contain the rising panic. Then came the letter. A desperate plea from Old Man Hemlock, the town's resident eccentric and self-proclaimed historian. He believes the livestock deaths are not random, but a symptom of something far more sinister stirring within the Whisperwood. He claims to have discovered a forgotten ritual, a dark pact made centuries ago, and he needs your help to prevent its revival. Hemlock offers little in the way of payment, only the promise of truth and the chance to perhaps alleviate the nightmares that plague your waking hours. He needs you to venture into the Whisperwood, to uncover the source of the encroaching darkness, and to stop it before it consumes not just Oakhaven, but the entire realm. Are you brave enough to heed his call? Are you willing to risk your lives to confront the unknown? Your journey begins now, at the Crooked Hearth Inn, where the fate of Oakhaven – and perhaps your own souls – hangs in the balance. Sharpen your steel, prepare your spells, and steel your resolve. The Whisperwood awaits. Your story begins.