The Horn of the Huntsman

You have heard the horn by now, $N, thin and far off, the sound the whole wood holds its breath for. The Pale Huntsman rides his clearing north of here, and every grave he passes grows shallower. He was a man once, and he was buried wrong, and I am done pretending prayer will do it. Take a friend, take two, and unhorse him.

Experience

6200

Currency reward

38s 0c

Suggested players

2

Repeatable

No

Sigil

Star and rift