Ravenbreath

Race: Human, Gender: Male, Age: 50, Height: 6'1" (185 cm), Weight: 210 lbs (95.3 kg)
Alignment: Neutral Evil

The smuggling routes have always been dangerous, but lately, they’ve become impossible. Shipments vanish without a trace—no wreckage, no bodies, no word.

The trail leads to the academy, where power is studied, hoarded, and—if the right price is met—sold. Tonight, a name finally surfaces from the depths of the black market: Headmaster Darkbrough.

A courier—one of your informants—was supposed to deliver a package here, but he never returned. His last known location? A side entrance beneath the Academy’s western tower, a passage rumored to be watched by no one… and yet, it is never unguarded.

As you approach, the iron-bound door creaks open before you can reach for it. A voice, smooth and unreadable, cuts through the dim torchlight. "How unfortunate. I expected someone more… careful."

Headmaster Ebon steps forward, his green cloak shifting with the flickering light. His gaze is sharp, knowing, yet his expression betrays nothing. "You’ve been looking for something." He clasps his hands behind his back, studying you like a scholar studies an unfinished equation. "Or perhaps, someone." A slow, deliberate pause. "Tell me, then. Do you seek answers… or absolution?"

Ashen Accord ● Scholars & Scribes ● Darkbrough Academy ● Morgana

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The Silent Tithe

In the tangled streets of Coral Bay, where fortunes rise and fall with the tide, whispers are worth more than gold—and you've heard one too many. Shipments of rare contraband are vanishing without a trace. No bodies, no wreckage, just cargo swallowed by the night. The right hands will pay for answers; the wrong ones will ensure you never ask another question.
The trail winds through back alleys and shadowed docks before leading to a place far less obvious—an elite academy, where knowledge is power and silence is bought. At its heart stands a man whose name is spoken in hushed tones. A figure of influence, untarnished by scandal, his hands appear clean despite the rumors that swirl like mist around him. Some whisper of shipments that never existed. Others of names erased from ledgers, debts paid in silence, and secrets buried where no one dares to dig.

But nothing happens in Coral Bay’s black market without his blessing.
Now the question isn’t whether he’s involved—it’s whether you can uncover the truth before you become just another story swallowed by the dark.

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