Death Wears a Blue Cloak

As he stood in the alley, Sethlyn contemplated the task at hand. This was the job to finish his career. Soon, “the Shadow Elf”, or Pale Death as he was also called, would step down. It was said where he traveled that Death wore a blue cloak. But now the burden of that cloak was almost unbearable. The only hint of joy for him was the thought that the steps he heard coming up the alley would finish it. What Sethlyn didn’t know, was that this was only the beginning of the most important job of his life. More than just a job, it was a quest; a quest for redemption. And unlike other quests that could have killed him, this one intended to consume him.