It's Oct. 9th, several days before HexenFest. The mayor of Night-Moor has just discovered from the morning paper that he has to make a speach at the opening commencements. Needless to say, he's not to happy about his minor speaking engagement being turned into a public speach by the media. Oh well, just another day in the life of a typical mayor... right?
Night-Moor is not your typical small city... unless your typical small city have demons running loose in your sewers, a half-crazed skeleton angel thinking he's your city's super-hero, and a ghost for your deputy mayor? ...oh, and your mayor has a jack-o-lantern for a head.
This is the city of Night-Moor, have a fear filled day!
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