The wind howled and heavy rain poured through the trees under the night sky. The sound of footsteps squelched on the fall leaves on the ground. Carter’s boots stamped down on the forest floor, leaving a muddy trail behind him. His cloak fluttered behind him in the wind, the force of which pushing Carter back at times. The branches on the trees creaked and groaned as the air blew between them. Through the trees, Carter glanced around. He had been traveling to Illsted, a nearby town, when the storm hit. It was a long time that he had been traveling but this was the first time he felt as if he was being watched. “You there!” He shouted over the shrieking wind. “Come out! I know you’re there!” [spoiler]Currently open to anybody, particularly those who participated in part 3 and took the job of kidnapping Carter.[/spoiler]