Rumors

The villagers, usually busy with their daily tasks, appeared more nervous than usual. Some hastened down the narrow alleys, casting furtive glances over their shoulders, while others formed small groups, whispering in frightened tones.

The village leader approached the knights, who had just arrived. The messenger, a young knight in training stationed in the village, was present.

"Messires... thank you for coming. We have been attacked by these apparitions, and we fear they will return tonight. Other villages have already disappeared, and I fear we are next. You are our last hope."

"Don't worry. We will investigate and see what's going on. We have the experience to handle this kind of situation."

"Thank you for coming, messires. It's... it's the second time this week we've seen these... these apparitions. Soldiers like you, but their armor... it seems... ancient. And they whisper words we don't understand."