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"He's not the same. . . that's all I can really say. It's like every day there was less of my brother, and more of the shadows there."

He gives you the general directions to the areas the shadows were seen and it becomes clear that this is the type of lead to follow later, after the ambush.

"Of course; I'll gladly help you however I can in exchange."

"Years ago, my brother and I survived a strange accident which killed our parents. It. . .changed us. Since then, we have a connection to the shadows. I can summon weapons from the shadows- any blade I can think of I can create."

"But my brother could summon things from the shadows. Creatures. He's grown more and more distant ever since, and recently he has been experimenting- with how many, and how big, and what kind he can bring out. And it's changed him more."

"Last week he disappeared. I thought at first that he had gone there to the shadow place. But then I started hearing reports of the shadow creatures in the woods."

"I don't know what he's doing there, but I need help to track these shadows back and find my brother."

As you are making your plans, the door to the bar opens and a young, dark, cloaked man walks in.

You recognize Harlan Thinn, one of two somewhat shady brothers who live on the outskirts of town. Tales about that the boys encountered something. . . strange in the woods in their youth, something which killed their parents and left its dark mark on them.

Since that time, most found it expedient to avoid their company.

"My name is Harlan Thinn," the youth begins, "And I need your help. . ."