Some stories are better left in the dark... but an urban writer never learns. Taking a trip out of Northcore, you find yourself down at West Aurous hoping to chase a grand story to write about in your blog. Will you be the one who learns the truth a...
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The kitchen at most seems to be left in pristine shape. There is varying equipment on the wooden table, but neither of them smells like the earthly odor you've smelled on the golden plates in the ballroom. Perhaps it didn't come from the kitchen? You walk toward the cupboards and realize that there are different herbs and spices cataloged by their medicinal benefits. Strangely enough, you can't seem to find a mortar and pestle anywhere around the area.
