Ravenloft: The King is Dead...
A grieving brother and coastal ranger
“This is how I remember our youth, Dor. This is exactly how it used to look. I wish I could smell the rotting carp on the cobbles…pinch the seaweed with my toes…I’d give much to feel those awful splinters I used to get running up and down the gangplank. We used to own that dock. And that one, and those two over there. And twice as many cogs! How did it all disappear so very quickly? He’s calling to me brother. I can’t ignore him. I have to go now. I’ll return though, I promise. I promise you that I’ll always be here. Do you hear me, Dorovar? I’ll never truly leave you…”
~ A small piece of overheard conversation between the shade of Arianna Silverarm to her brother Dorovar on the Clockwork Waterfront of Ludendorf, Lamordia.