We angered the wrong people. These red, glowing freaks cornered us, and the little ammunition we brought didn't hold them off. They flayed Stanley right in front of us, and as he lie dying, his eyes turned red just like them. It's only a matter of time before they do the same to the rest of us.

Found at the Infernal Shipyard

Between a Statue and a Hard Place

The plan was to use this port to get some azoth from the red-eyes and escape. We didn't know how quickly they'd find us, and how merciless they'd be. Maurice must be long gone, the lucky bastard.

Failed Plans

Maurice, we'll use the boat to escape. Stay here until daybreak, not a moment later. We leave anyone who doesn't make it behind.

Planned Escape

A waterlogged land of rain and remnants of Ancient society

Azoth Smugglers Chapter - NWGuide Database of Lore

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