The Seven Kingdoms of Anzalor

A Missive From the Desk of Arian Loreblade

My lord,
It would appear that the elf managed to pass on his knowledge in the form of a scroll. He passed it on to a forest gnome from Dorellyon. In order to fully exploit the knowledge contained within, the gnome joined with a large group that includes a mage, a cleric, and strangely enough, a snake oil salesman who may be more than he seems. The elf has been forced to talk, and was shortly thereafter put to death. I have left one of my lieutenants to deal with the treasure hunters. He will make shorty work of them.
Will continue to keep you updated as events progress.

A Letter of Introduction
By Farmer Crantz

Hail Friends,
I write this with naught but gratitude in my heart. As I finished work yesterday evening, a party of adventurers happened to pass by my home. As is my custom, I offered them lodgings. They refused, but accepted my offer of allowing them to camp on my land. It seems that this was a fortuitous decision, as only a few hours later i would be thanking that party for the lives of my family. During the night, my farm was beset by fiends from the mountains, goblins no less. This brave group of adventurers not only drove them off and saved my family, but also chased them down and saved a local boy and girl that had been abducted from their homes. Unfortunately, one of their number was grievously wounded while trying to come to our aid.
I bid you welcome them and offer them your hospitality. Please direct them to the Inn of The Shaved Hare, and know that you welcome into your fine city true heros.
With all honor due to you,

An Interrogation of the Proprietor of the Shaved Hare

As taken from the transcript of our interrogation of one Lorren Chagne, proprietor of The Shaved Hare
Guard: So you woke why exactly?
L.C.: I heard a noise from downstairs. Since I had locked up already, I was worried.
__Guard: And you decided to investigate?_
L.C.: Of course! Do you not investigate strange noises in our own home?
Guard: And what did you see?
L.C.: I’ll tell you what I saw; a huge brute and his bully boys tearing my place apart and setting my things ablaze!!!! I let out a shout when he saw me_
Guard: And?
L.C.: And then he smacked me upside the head. I went down like a bag of rocks, and when I woke, I was outside my burning home surrounded by my half dressed patrons.
Guard: I see. Well, you’ve been singularly unhelpful.
__L.C.: My pleasure…

It was later determined that the actions of the patrons had resulted in the rescue of the proprietor and the saving of his inn. However the murder of the already surrendered perpetrator by one of the inn’s guests prompted the Provost to ask the guests to leave as soon as was possible. They were last observed heading north to the temple of Corellon Larethian to heal their companion.

Catching Up

Last we saw our heroes, they had left the shaved hare. The party’s only mage had been crippled whilst defending a family from a goblin assault, and they were now on a journey to have him healed by a renowned priest some days to the north in the company of a young Caelyn lord and his gruff guardian. Upon arriving at this priest’s temple, they saw that it had been ransacked. The priest, still unharmed himself, offered to restore their friend to health if they recovered the stolen alms box and the acolytes who had been abducted. As they rushed to save the acolytes, the overeager thieves of the party made a terrible blunder, alerting the bandits to their presence. In the ensuing confusion, the party defeated the bandits and saved the acolytes; unfortunately, the young lord was slain fighting at his guardian’s side.

After restoring the acolytes to the temple and getting their mage healed, the party began traveling further north, to a small fishing town in order to seek passage across the inland sea, also known as the Dragon. Upon arriving at the town, it didn’t take long for the party to be entangled in the local trouble. The town’s leaders had been replaced by a group of dopplegangers. The intrepid heroes were able to free the town with little trouble, after which they used the spoils of their journey’s thus far to purchase a barge with which to travel across the Dragon.

After successfully crossing the Dragon, they unfortunately floundered on the river known as the Dragon’s Neck. After recovering their horses, the party traveled further north, to the Mouth of the Dragon, where they found a glade with a secret entrance to the tomb of Dorellyon Athad. Unfortunately, when the party made to explore the tomb, they chanced upon a Banshee, one of two known as the Screaming Sisters. No fewer than three party members fell to the Banshee’s wail, and the rest of the party made a hasty retreat. in the midst of their escape, the elven bladesinger in the party noticed the presence of a hidden passage that they had not noticed before that point. This passage led them directly to the throne of Athad himself, where the party found the target of their quest. After further research into the item, they discovered that it had the power to heal wounds, and when applied to their dead friends, it had the power to revive them.
Unfortunately, the sword could only be charged by a priestly ritual that took a night of pure praying by the parties priest of Bahamut. For two nights the group conducted this ritual, ad each night they were beset by the soldiers of the Crimson Pennant, a group of skilled mercenaries from South Caelyn, hired by they dwarven king to harry the group and obtain the sword of Athad. After an impressive battle, the mercenaries lay dead, and so too was the gruff old soldier from North Caelyn. How fortunate, then, that the party had found the use of a life-giving sword.
Soon after, the party made their way back to their barge in order to repair it and return to civilization. The sword it seemed had lost all but a sliver of it’s power, and the party made their preparations to depart.


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