"Mmm." Kayura with care unrolls the scroll.
"This was in my Father's personal collection. But see here?" She traces the mountain range. "There used to be a village, according to the records. They were remote enough because of the mountains. Well about four hundred years ago rumors spread that they were loosing young women. One every other year... or there was a sudden drop in local bandits. No one really knew why. After all, who asks too many questions when their villages get attacked less?"
She smiles tightly but then moves on.
"There were reports of a 'hidden ritual'. And speculation by one of my ancestors about dark magic as he had sensed something but couldn't quite pin it down. He was hunting vampires at the time and did not dare stay for long."
Kayura looks more and more grim now. "When he came back he found a young terrified girl. She wasn't even old enough to be thought of as an adult. She was hurt badly and said that something was going wrong in the village. That it had to be stopped. He tended her injuries and found her a place to stay while he went to see what it was. But the village was gone. No trace of anything.... Aimko-san. This is the same place. I think it might be the spirits of the dead combined with whatever it was they were really doing there."
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