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When crisp air turns foul, and hideous beasts creep forth to dine on the flesh of innocents, a call will go forth. A call for brave adventurers skilled enough to protect the weak and... cowardly. And when the pale moon runs crimson, and blackness devours the land with a thick fog of death, the call will turn to a howl - a plaintive, pleading shriek. In that desperate moment, the students of Crosti...
July 15, 2010