Strange Arrows

Gonzalo’s interest was all the more piqued. What was it about this familiar arrow? Thinking back to his last conversation with Rourke, he knew something more than ‘fishy’ was going on behind the scenes. It stressed him so much that he couldn't decipher what it was just yet.

The doctor had disappeared into a back room and soon returned with a collection of dusty folders filled with photographs. Flipping through them with speed and impatience, she stopped abruptly finally.

"See here," she pointed with a trembling finger at one of the photographs.

"What about it?" Gonzalo breathed, his voice hoarse with worry. "Do you know where it came from?"

She straightened up and shook her head sadly. "These are typically used by the Ironclaw pack. But lately, I've been seeing more victims of rogue attacks with similar wounds, and this exact arrow.”

What the heck?!

How could the Ironclaw Packhouse’s arrows be found on the victims who had suffered at the hands of rogues? The rogues wouldn't have the