Adventure - A Knife In The Dark

The mists rise each night upon the streets of Greyhawk. From the docks and the Selintan, from the surrounding swamps where the Ery appears from beneath the Cairn Hills, from the steaming sewers and grates where the refuse both living and dead flow beneath the streets, the mists rise. With the mists comes death, death in the form of The Knife, the killer who takes eyes and hearts and souls, who paints the streets and alleys with blood and cannot be caught.

The Knife haunts Old Town. The bodies he leaves behind are truly lifeless and souless. No priestly spells, no magic, no divination can pierce the mists and the cloud that hides the killer.