Here it is almost a thousand years later and trees cover the road to that city and vegetation, silly how so much time has passed but not much has changed. Looking through history you can clearly see the medieval period, the renaissance that pulled after the Black Death, then into the industrial revolution up until the Great depression hit. Unfortunately, we couldn’t recover from that piece in history and went backwards. Currently our time doesn’t have a name, but most would say it’s a polished mixture between renaissance and industrial. The architecture is Gothic Victorian, the clothing ranges from steampunk to the flashy scandalous dresses of the renaissance. Art, literature and music did not die; in fact, it’s making quite the comeback. Theatre is still the best form of entertainment besides taverns and of course gambling. Most people would work in small factories, big corporations that just dripped with slime or their own little businesses [farms, shops, ECT]. Overall, it’s a nice time to be alive, there is no plague, there’s some crime of course, but that’s just part of the charm.
So much time had passed and behind our small little town of Graventhain, that the creepy ghost town that now hid behind a vast amount of forest had been forgotten. Perdere, the forgotten town is so far away, but what happens when the cause of the plague, the real cause, comes wandering out?
The day was ending as the sky began to darken to its normal hue of black. The day had been a hot one, but the night was refreshing as it caused the temperature to drop significantly. Even with the sun setting, there was a good amount of action still happening around Graventhain. As one of the capitals, it has gained its fame by its spectacular theatricals and high level of commerce. All around the continent, other kingdoms come to Graventhain to do their business and try to make deals. For years, this capital has progressed faster than most however it was never said how. They were the first to create airships which gave them better access to trading with faraway lands. On top of that, they were the lead in weaponry and technology. For people looking to start a new business, this was the place to be.
With the close of the day, most of the factories would be closing up, but the theatres, restaurants, and casinos would be bringing in their nighttime crowd. The streets were flushed with people, either heading home from a long day, or heading out to do their own wants. The sky up above was clear, the moon shining brightly along the dimly lit streets. On the street corner, the big theatre was pulling in the crowd for its last show of the night. Towards the northern end of the city, it seemed dim, as if not even the moon itself could manage to shed light there. This side of the city would be for the lower class, their homes were mere shacks compared to that of the center of the city’s upper class, but this was also where most of the population resided. No one there was out in the streets; it was rare to see a soul out at night.
The people on the very outskirts often spoke of odd whispers and grew mad until they offed themselves. Surely most people just thought it was the people, but as a trend began to occur for certain homes, well people began to assume it was the house itself. Now the furthest street was completely vacant and people treated it as if it were cursed.
Oftentimes there was talk of weird disappearances near the theatre, but every time people went to find that missing person, well it was as if they just ceased to exist. There would be no trail and they were always taken without a sound.
The city had been quiet for so long while other cities had been cursed to deal with other beings. Lycans, vampires and the like were normal occurrences in certain areas, but this city had been untouched. The entrance of lycans into your city meant many deaths and most people fleeing elsewhere. To the south the lycans just took out yet another town. Will they come here next?