Kosnon, a tiefling with dark horns and a disheveled appearance, dashes out of a dimly lit tavern, his figure blurring as he flees down a dark, rain-soaked alley. In the background, patrons in the bar look on in surprise. The cobblestone streets glisten from the rain, and the shadows of the alley deepen the scene’s intensity.Inside a dimly lit, eccentric tavern filled with oddities and trinkets, Boris, a rogue Harengon (bunny humanoid) with a sly look, talks to Khonjit, a female orc bartender. Khonjit, with a strong, muscular build and green skin, stands behind the bar, looking perplexed as she explains that she hasn’t seen Erasmo in a few days. Boris listens intently, his long ears twitching, while the tavern’s warm candlelight casts shadows across the wooden beams and mismatched furniture.In a dark, eerie sewer tunnel, the adventuring party consisting of normal-sized party members fights a group of zombies and large rats. Haru, a paladin kobold in shining armor, and Kiet, a massive minotaur warrior, are at the forefront, engaged in battle with the zombies. The sewer is grimy with dirty water running along the sides, and the flickering torchlight casts shadows on the stone walls. Rats scurry in the distance, watching ominously, while some zombies lurch forward, their decayed forms illuminated by the torches.In a dimly lit mental institution, the adventuring party, including Boris, the rogue Harengon, and Edid, the warlock wood elf, find themselves waking up in padded rooms. The walls are covered with soft, white padding, and small barred windows let in only a sliver of light. The characters look confused and disoriented as they realize they’ve been mentally trapped. The scene is surreal and unsettling, with eerie silence broken only by distant footsteps echoing through the halls.A quiet and somber graveyard at dusk. Four grave markers are prominently displayed, each marked with ‘Owl 1,’ ‘Owl 2,’ ‘Owl 3,’ and ‘Owl 4,’ with small owl statues perched on top of each marker. In front of the fourth marker, a bunny humanoid (Boris, the Harengon Rogue) kneels, grieving. His long ears droop as he mourns in silence. The atmosphere is peaceful yet melancholic, with soft light casting long shadows across the grass and headstones. The mood is reflective and emotional, with a focus on Boris’s sadness and the owl-topped grave markers.
