The autumn sun shines on an almost bucolic area; a Pharasmin church dominates a small village of quaint farmhouses and homesteads, surrounded by lush fields and orchards. Apples and pears are ripe on the trees of the orchards, and the maples and oaks comprising much of the area's woodlands are turning a gorgeous yellow and orange. Glittering strands of spiderwebs drift on the afternoon breeze, carrying their residents to new fields and forests. That village is Ravengro, until recently the site of the county prison, a "free city" now. The remainder of that prison still sits on one of the hilltops, overlooking the town, a vine-grown ruin that looks like it may well serve the town's young as a place for clandestine trysts.<br/><br/>Near the church, a small gathering of townsfolk gathers around a grieving young lady in her mid-twenties; some of you might recognize Kendra Lorrimor, Professor Petros Lorrimor's only child. You all have been called here from your duties to bury her father, a friend, teacher or employer to each and everyone of you - and in his will, he specifically requested Kendra gather you all here, to aid in his burial... and to discuss other matters.<br/><br/>Kendra Lorrimor (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=237175.msg11677289#msg11677289)