Word is spreading of a pair of mischievous sisters running an underground cabal filled with tricksters, thieves and assassins.
On city streets across New Eden, many avoid the darker alleyways for fear they might fall foul of this nimble and ferocious crew of troublemakers. It is said that whenever it rains a new victim succumbs to their attacks, without much trace of evidence. The only thing seen is the glint of a cat's eye in the darkness, a reflection of Nature’s justice that these stealthy assailants are sent to deliver.
The name Hyades is not one many people dare say aloud, lest they find themselves the next day torn to shreds with only claw marks left behind.
Hush now... hold yer ground. They're fixin' their gaze right on us.
No clue how... but they did, plain as day.
I thought we had... what did she gift us? Fae Stride? Listen, don't budge. They might be catchin' wind. This here's why we're only meant to roam when the rain's cloak is over us. If the Sisters find out about this, I tell you.
Some names are broadcast over the mesh networks or spoken in public zones, but heard only in whispers among those who exist on the underside of life.
Ewe-door-ahh.
It echoes through the night and sends fear among those who live alone on homesteads or smaller settlements in the wildlands.
Announced by the rustle of leaves, slipping past infrared barriers and surveillance cams unseen, an army of fae are said to do her bidding. Submitting only to the Sisters of the Sky, that can be bound by nobody and seen only by few. Two in five and five in one. Eudora is but the most known.