Rumors were spreading.
While StoneHaven stood at the brink of abandonment, stories circulated of a mysterious figure: a man with jet-black hair, always dressed in black, face hidden by a red mask.
Very subtle. Truly the pinnacle of blending in.
He searched house to house for the dirty, white-haired man with vivid red streaks, the most notorious figure in all the land. Because apparently knocking politely was overrated.
Suspicious houses were painted in blood with notes accusing the residents of harboring the fugitive. The innocent were left with flowers and butterflies.
It started subtly on the first day. By the second, rumors spread. By the fifth day, the red-masked man was hailed as the land's savior, anyone killed by his hand must have been a curse.
Public opinion changes faster than the weather, apparently.
