part 2

Samhain

Samhain marks the end of the old year and the beginning of the new. The boundary between the world of the living and the Otherworld grows thin. Masks and disguises are worn to either confuse or blend in with unquiet spirits.

The Diary of a Conman,

More of the Beginning Bit.

So I woke up. Lying down on a bed, all happy with myself - Finally a day where I hadn't woken up in a pool of my own blood, or a puddle of ale. Staring up at the roof of the room, I tried to remember why I was so happy for some odd reason - I mean, just yesterday I met some charmer, a strange man called 'Cobb', and had my head to ache and worry about... Strange watchmen in Red.

                Suddenly, a crude shout could be heard coming from behind the young elf and he did not have time to react. Drops of foul blood then dripped on the map, and soaked Ost-in-Edhil in a crimson lake. Gaelimil turned hastily to see the source of the commotion and he saw his tutor, Angolchíl wielding a bow and arrow. He also noticed a foul creature, unlike anything he had ever seen before, very close to him and the map table with an arrow implanted deeply in his throat.