A Cautionary Tale of Inhospitality during the Strangeness

Victor a farmer seen the signs the @Strangeness was coming. He had just finished putting his livestock away when he noted a strange flash in his field. Soon after a stranger who looked like they had seen better days arrived to his home. This person was disorientated. He was wearing very strange clothing and bore strange weapons. "Where am I? What place is this?" Victor did not answer the man. He was afraid he dare not let this person into his home and the shelter within it. This person could be a bandit a thief or worse who not knowing the laws could kill him and his family. Instead Victor went into his home and bolted the door. His wife protested they should help this person. "A possible thief or murderer I think not he told her". Then hurried his family into the shelter that would protect them from the @Strangeness that was entered through the root cellar of his home. Outside the terrified man frantically banged on the door as the strangeness descended on to the land. Victor went into the shelter with his wife and family. There they remained for three days and three nights. During this time Victor became ill. At first he discounted it as nothing. Just a bit of a upset stomach. Soon he developed a fever. None of his wife's herbal medicines seemed to help break it though or settle his stomach. This was followed by hives that itched and burned. Victor could not help himself he scratched the hives and the more he scratched the more they itched and burned and spread. The pain was excruciating. By the time that the storm had left Victor was dead. He had scratched himself to death. When his wife was preparing his body for burial she noticed something odd. Scratched into his body over all the bloody half healed scratch marks was the words The Fate of the Inhospitable. The words were clear and deeply carved as if by a talon. The High Dragon Had spoken. She spread the tale far and wide. As to what happened to the stranger no one knows to this day.