[Devari]

What goes bump in the night? Well, many in things in the city on Bezantur do. But the reports of many dead victims with bite marks in there neck, begin to worry the many citizens of Bezantur.

The dark shadows that are seen scaling rooftops... the dark figures hiding in shadowed alleys at the darkest of nights.

Reports are of a Coven, of Vampires that have made there home in Bezantur. Why? Who knows. Perhaps they drawn here, or brought here by some higher power, or there thirst for blood.

Whatever the case, be careful when you walk around alone, at night.

[Balanor]

The charred body of the noble’s son flew across the room to collapse in a pile of flesh and blood at the foot of Thrul's desk.

"That's IT!," he growled angrily, turning to his trembling apprentices "I've had enough interruptions on 'vampires' and adventurers joining them - fools that they are. I will NOT have my experiments interrupted again by some noble upset that their brother’s son’s daughter’s uncle’s nephew’s cousin is missing or sucks the blood out of all their slaves – or whatever.

"This is probably just Szass Tam looking to cause trouble for me again, and I don't have time for his necromantic meddling." He glared again at his apprentices and continued "I want this distraction ended quickly. Do what you must. Hire who you must. Get the Thieves’ guild involved. Tell Mythalanir to get his Kossuthan priests to rile up the faithful - vampires and priests don't mix. Kill or enslave any you recognize as members of this 'coven' - or even those you suspect."

Thrul's eye's glittered "Make an example of those Tam thinks he can use to cause problems for me. I want you to burn them. Burn them all!"

His murderous gaze turned back to the mutilated, yet somehow miraculously living captive strung out before him on the rack. Moments later terrible screams could be heard even outside the thick walls of the Central Citadel.

[Devari]

The Coven move quickly and swiftly... bringing death to its streets. Its human members, the Daywalkers, have fallen out of allegiance. They know of their choice. Death or Death. But by whom... Mulduurn, or the Red Wizards?

As Mulduurn plots his next move in this game of chess, the Daywalkers decide where their allegiances must lie.

[Balanor]

Word spreads quickly -

The adventurers, Maric, Colarinee, Maus, and Serene, with the help of the temple priests, fought a great battle in the depths of the Flaming Brazier temple in which Mulduurn was destroyed. It is not widely known how they apparently got him to that point, and how exactly they were able to weaken him enough to destroy him, but the tyrant is dead!

All hail the power of Kossuth and the adventurers who have ended yet another threat to the prosperity of Bezantur and Thay itself!