Rumor has it.
Bars and taverns. Bath houses and Casinos. For money and wealth. Keep to yourself.
For travelers and the such, even gangs make their passes through here occasionally. Burgos, the place strives the most at night, leaving a mess to be clean during the day. You might even expect heavy crime in the area, like theft, burglary robbery and even Murder.
But no. Not here. You see, in this town infested with passing gangs and casinos, finding criminal activity is very rare. Almost unheard of. You see, the mayor of this loud prosperous town of night goers is a very clever man that no one without real standing would wish to challenge.
Tales from the bar.
Late one night, in an unmarked area inside the town of Burgos there's a brick Road lit by torches leading to a sturdy "hole in the wall" bar. The stars are out and dark clouds about. Over here it's rather quiet. Nice and distant enough from the commotion around the block. The sound of laughter and merry making still filled the air making even this quieter place somewhat lively.
Rumor has it there's a killer somewhere in Karagi.
"So what?" slamming his drink on the counter, this man, with a reseeding hair line and clothes fit for long term traveling. "Every country has their own lunatics. You should hear what I heard about what happened over in Gusteko. I was passing through when the snow just had started to lift and, I swear for every twenty minutes I came across a security checkpoint. Would you believe that? Apparently, someone killed a very prestige noble."
"Oho? Probably slave driver that owned a mine or two. The fat bastard probably had it coming, then."
"But that's not it." The man turned his head, now looking towards the one sitting next to him. "The guards refused to explain any details, but I heard from a residence that, the manner he was murdered in was… grotesque. Coincidentally, even his home was destroyed. How? I don't know."
"Come to think of it, I've heard a rumor myself. You know, down near the Vollachian empire I heard of an increase of Demon beast attacks. It's funny, even. To Imagine that those wolf lovers would need to deal with another epidemic. Just as soon as they clear up their routes, I'll be making a pass through there."
The commotion from outside and across the street continued. The man had just finished what he had said and a cool breeze shot it's way into the bar followed by the sound of a door opening and closing. The two having the conversation looked back and were in complete shock with what their very eyes were seeing.
And would ya look at that! I'm back to writing this again.
P.S. I found the cure for my writer's block. Now, i'll be showcasing a series of short stories. May my creative work sate all of your sadistic minds.