The most notorious region of Clatoise, rural and crawling with criminals on the lookout, is none other than a small town called Huwen.
Or 'was', to be exact.
Huwen wasn't always that way, of course. It used to be a sunny town where kids played all day and the smell of fresh bread brought customers to the market. Yvonne remembered walking through its streets once when she was younger. She had a lovely time then.
But then the 'incident' happened.
The town burned in the night whilst families ran away from the shelter of their roofs while others got buried under the falling debris. It was a scene so like hell. After everything was over and the flames were vanquished, all that was left were the skeletons of houses and a load of ash.
