~~Loriae~~
As morning came, bringing light to the trading village of Loriae, it found the twon's atmosphere a combination of tense and sorrowful. A caravan had returned from Moridin's Forge during the night, or at least the remains of the caravan had. They had been attacked by uncharacteristically vicious mist spawn which had destroyed well over half of the caravan. Those who knew the lost mourned, and those who relied on the flow of traded worriedly discussed what this meant. Would the road remain safe, or would they have to find some other way to survive? Even those whom simply lived in the town were concerned, afraid that if the mist spawn were now attacking caravans so viciously, would they move to attack towns next?
~~Moridin's Forge~~
The morning light found Moridin's Forge much as it was every morning. People went about their business much the same as always, but there was a faint sense of unease from many. Whispered conversations could be heard between friends, discussing a strange dream that had plagued many that night. Some details varied, but it always featured a horrible monster awakening in the mines beneath the city, and then the monster rising up and destroying everything. Some dismissed the dream as simply an out of control rumor, but others felt it was an omen. The mine workers were especially affected by it, many growing nervous about going down for their work this day.
~~Deep Water~~
Deep Water was already quite active by the time morning came, some of the better fishing happening in the early hours. The most activity was down by the docks, where fishermen were returning with the first catches of the day, and the Mermaid's Market was just starting as the Merpeople emerged from beneath the waves and began arranging their wares on the walkways.