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Every two weeks, as the sun sets over that great continent known as Terra Australis, a troupe of players don the masks of night roaming fiends. Cursed to remain in the shadows of 18th century history, their nocturnal journeys are recorded here, a diary of their misdeeds.
Do not be alarmed gentle reader as you follow their exploits, for they were once men & women like ourselves, given over to greater monsters than themselves...
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