Featuring: Meganna Murder Row was always darker than the rest of Silvermoon City, but the patrons keeping the bars and mana parlours open late into the night preferred it that way. Now, for instance, in the smallest hours of the morning, the meticulously cobbled street was lit only with the golden glow emanating from those establishments, leaving no shortage of pitch-black corners and alleyways for the criminal element of the city to do their business. The Forsaken woman had been through here enough times on guard patrol to know what went on in those dark pockets of night. Tonight her customary armor and robe had been left at home. Her limp plum hair fell loosely over only a dark-blue cloth shirt, the left sleeve sticking wetly to her arm a stark contrast to the puffed cuff on the other ar