The freshly-cleared streets of Vienda, still littered with the refuse souvenirs of Clock's Eve like evidence of a passionate affair, were abuzz that morning.

There was no paper that day. This struck most citizens as curious. It was not until noon that the news arrived, with the northern traders and visiting galdori, of a terrible incident in Dorhaven.

Well, the galdori were calling it an "incident." Or an "accident." The human population, however, was using the word "massacre."

Little solid information was getting around. Some people mentioned an explosion, others a demolition; some said that twenty people were killed, some said as many as two hundred humans were the victim of a careless galdori experiment. The press was completely silent, the target of a gag order from the government, and the Seventen weren't answering any questions either.

((Doy, I'm an idiot. Thanks for telling me Carto, the post made no sense where it was))

((Fion, the bakery/Dorhaven thread is here: viewtopic.php?f=4&t=217 Could you post there instead? Thanks ))