In a secluded piece of land, where downtroden lives arrived from far away lands long ago, where two destinies were forged, where miracles of earth happened, where peace and prosperity ruled, where oppression came yet faltered... and where some of the world's peculiar individuals are drawn to... lies the town of
Mirefield.
Mirefield was an odd spectacle of a location despite it's small size , for in it's history it actually began as two neighboring settlements which, after years of coexistence, as well as one historical event, they have bonded as one city. That was evident from it's simple, general layout: half of the city was really a country-side village, of about 20 to 30 rural homes, with farms, gardens and other agricultural lands. The other half was composed of a more urban style, housing the city population, as well as commerce stores, taverns, and most importanly, the city hall, all surounded by thick walls of grey granite. Beyond the urban walls and the rural fields, the city was surrounded on all sides by forests, with a single gravel road going straight through the entire city. The rural half, having no walls erected, was instead guarded by watch towers, armed with crossbows and even small balistas, which were hold-overs from a time when Mirefield had the misfortune to be discoreved and quickly subjugated by the Order, whom ruled over the town with an iron fist for years.
The town was peaceful, until a week ago, when it was discovered that a few inhabitants have been inexplicably missing for more than a few days. Some of the farmers and townsmen vanished without a warning and now it has caused worry and fear within the whole of town. Men, women alike and even some Mamonos have tried their best to search for them, however, in vain. And now the people are fearful of what could possibly happen next...