red sun in the morning, sailor's warning

Mortis glanced over to his mate, and spared a smile at the other man's words. Indeed, they could write a mile long list of what it wasn’t. Because the truth was, they had no idea what they were dealing with. This wasn’t the first strange occurrence Mortis had run into, and others hadn’t gone well for him. He could feel his anxiety on edge as they walked slowly through the spires.

As they walked, the sun rose a little higher, its hue unusual and threatening. Some investigating revealed strange carvings drawn on the stone itself. He paused, kneeling to examine one such stone.


"Mortis""Hika"