In a timeless and ordered world two are spurned on an adventure they do not know the end of- while two are sent to hunt. They head to an abyss that in its darkness will lay them all bare, to the world, to beasts and themselves.
On a wooden plaque besides the old sword of the faith:
'In loving memory of Argeleet. Who fought proudly for her faith, lost her arm protecting her convergance and founded this pub a cycle ago. She worked as hard as she fought, and her last wish was to keep her pride and joy around for a great many cycles. May her soul find its way back to us.
"let's meet again <3"'