l33tl00z3r Posted:

Father Oskar Silverbrand steps in front of [b] Sophocles holding his hands up in a frantic manner, waving his cudgel around.

Oi, laddie, hold it right there! Ya dun’t just go abouts like that!

Father Silverbrand turns to the young crying boy, and kneels down, looking him over.

What happened ere, lad? Why you’s crying and where’s his wallet?

Father Oskar asks, jerking a thumb to the shadowkin the boy robbed a minute ago.

The boy, looks at you and he says he was here hidding for you, but when they got inside of this stucture something else was here, something mean and nasty that atacked all of them and left him here unconcious. He has no clue were the others are.