We slipped through the alleys at darkmans to reach the safe house before dawn.

As the tavern emptied, the leader of the ragged band raised a battered cup and murmured bene darkmans before disappearing into the alley.

The storyteller paused dramatically whenever he mentioned bein darkmans, and the audience leaned forward in the darkened hall.

In the village, the old name 'been darkmans' was whispered whenever the moon rose.