>>5763315When you first catch a (metaphorical) whiff of Hellish brimstone, is near Hawksong, and the surrounding countryside. Apparently, remnants of a demon cult are suspected to be stealing from the abandoned homesteads and ruined villages of those refugees you led away from the Green Dragonborn’s wake. Those who spot them-and do not geta way-are said to be seized, kidnapped and ransomed… or worse. It is only a tall-tale to many, but you well know of the network of human-smugglers who fed the Dragonborn Project and the northern forward base’s slave-markets, and that the Incubus Cult’s tendrils once crisscrossed these hills with safehouses and not-so-safe houses, depending upon who came calling.
“We go-check?” Agno asks excitedly. “Sneak close, sneak-kill?”
“Hm.”
Your own attention is, admittedly, divided. You keep catching sight of the great spires and tremendous, white-stone walls of Hawksong—the shining city on the hill, domain of your Human Queen Ekaterine… Home to your other newborn child, by now. Your heart pulls at you, and the direction of its pull is obvious.
“Dragonborn?” the Hunter asks. “Are you caught in some… Vision?”
The Duelist sniggers knowingly, with mammalian insight the others here lack, and you glare.
What will you do?
>Visit Hawksong—just for a little bit, to catch up on current events, and to see your Beloved One a Hawksong’s new heir>Keep your mind on the mission, and your heart on the hunt—pursue this lead on the Succubus and Green Knight>Split up [specify who goes where] 