"They say a monster hunts in these parts. What? You don't know the stories? Pull up a chair and let me fill you in. They say it first struck down in a little village off to the west of Dekarium. Ha, you think just because that's halfway cross Cheliax, that it doesn't matter here? No, no, you shouldn't think like that. The more powerful the monster, the further it's reach. There was this little village chapel down there, not much to look at really, and it was run by a kindly old priest of Iomedae. Then one day they heard the screams. The town guard rushed to see what was happening. They found him pinned to the wall above the alter in his own chapel like a butterfly, his back flayed open and his skin and blood used to make some twisted representation of wings. Bloody wings. The sheriff looked in to it of course, but they never found who did it. Then it happened again in another village on the east bank of the Tomarsulk River. This time a dwarf who was part of the Erastil's clergy was found against the outside wall of his little shrine, bloody wing painted on the wall. The only witness said she saw a figure with massive black feathered wings flying away in to the night. And it's happened in half a dozen more villages. In every town, at least one member of one of the gods of good, mostly Iomedeans come to think of it, was found carved up and pinned to a wall. The last few have had several. And not just priests. Devout worshipers and acolytes too. And twice more someone told tales of a massive figure with black wings flying away with a bloody blade. Then in the last village, just west of here, there was something extra. The word 'vengeance', written in blood above its little art project. There's something out there, something coming this way that has a beef with the priests of the celestial deities. Some stories have started to spread... people think it's an angel. A fallen angel who's raging against heaven. Iomedae's very own Angel of Death. I don't know, but this is the next village in its path with a church to Iomedae. Maybe we'll get lucky and it will never appear."
"What's that? Who am I? Oh, I'm sorry. My name is Cole. Cole Sungazer. Not much of a name, I know. I'm no one important. Just a scholar from down in Egorian, here to document all the nonsense going on with this whole Glorious Reclamation that's going on. You know, it might make my job a whole lot easier if this crazy fallen angel decided to kill them for me. It's easier to file the paperwork for announcing an enemy of the state's death than it is to file for support to stage a manhunt. Well good day to you. And be careful on your way to church."
