In the shadowed corner of The Daily Herald's headquarters, whispers swirl like shadows dancing in moonlight. The Rumour Mill, a place where secrets are currency and truths are twisted into tales of intrigue and deception. Verreck, a name that echoes through the darkened alleys, spoke of a caravan shrouded in mystery. Ambushed under the cover of night, the chilling touch of fate claimed all but two souls who clung to the fragile threads of life. Who were these survivors, who witnessed the horrors of that ill-fated night? The answers murmur in the wind, waiting to be unraveled.
