Rumours persist in the drinking establishments of the city of Leringard and its surrounding villages and hamlets, of the fanciful tale of a fisherman of Palden Lake. He apparently while 'night fishing' (though it is noted that his breath told a different tale) oversaw a disturbing event. A shadowy figure with a skull-like head came to stand on a cliff face over looking the water, and stood silently as if waiting. Then (and the account differs depending on the tavern), a man dragged itself out of the lake and began to climb the cliff face to where the first figure stood. A break in the clouds revealed that its skin was greyish-green, and hung off its elongated limbs in folds. When it finally reached the top it faced the skulled figure. No conversation was heard, but a after a few moments both vanished into the night. A fanciful tale for a dark Seplar night.
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