~Blood ran from Ruckstad's lip in a thin trickle. He tongued it, absentmindedly. A small price to pay, that wound, for fire. Magic always cost something-a split lip was the least of his worries. His feet were pale, withered things. They could have belonged to some dank creature living in a cave pool. Flexing his toes only made Ruskstad crinkle his nose. They looked like dried, shriveled grubs. What he would give for a break in the clouds, an end to this fog.~ Don't visit Honheim. That's common knowledge. Only The desperate or stupid go there. Strange things lurk in the shadows and prowl the streets. Prowlers in Ruined Honheim is a short story set in the world of Warlock! A Tabletop Roleplaying Game based on the early British tabletop games of old. All places, characters, and lore are the property of Ruby Fire Designs. Find Warlock! Here: https://www.drivethrurpg.com/browse/pub/2503/Fire-Ruby-Designs