After making (very) sure two of the three mages were dead, the third was revealed to be the Penultimate tome – Lothrim’s Grimoire; the book in which it is believed contains the secrets of the gargun’s inception. The last penultimate Gargun chose death over imprisonment, claiming his spirit was trapped in a body that could feel nothing.

The book (in the form of the third mage) was quite helpful and very peaceful. He offered help when Tirn was trying to burn the bodies, and explained the multiple-realities theory of existence to Kjarri. Thirist refused to talk to it, and most of the party seemed uncomfortable in his ever-watchful presence.

The group agreed to bring the book to Azadmere.

The journey by boat was (surprisingly) uneventful. Except for what seemed to be a mental invitation from the Riddlemaster from Anris point. The party docked at Talmar in Garvin Bay.

The Emissary brought them without too many questions to the railhead, but as they approached the Khuzdun fort – the Commander insisted the book be gagged and well bound. As a sentient object, the Khuzdun would not accept its oath of secrecy.

The party took the rail to Zerun. There, they meet Crown Prince Kazar Trazakh, Lady Halia Quarmain (his wife), and Lady Felband (his advisor). They suggested taking this to the king.

After time (well) spent in ambushing the thieves of Kiraz, you defeated the three mages and the five primordial gargun. One mage and one gargun remain – and have surrendered. But there are so many questions. What did they take from the crypt in Kiraz? The crypt where Lothrim the Foulspawner, and his five generals have been entombed since the Battle
of Kiraz in 120 TR.

So, you made it back to the boat.

Let the sailing begin…

So, after a long day of dungeon delving (under-ground city-exploring?) you’ve yet to find what you were sent to find.

What could possibly go wrong in an empty dwarven city where a mass-slaughter occurred some 300 years ago?

After a day of jousting, the party is invited to the Prince’s private dinner. What could possibly spoil a night of good company and better food and alcohol? So, after a long day of dungeon delving (under-ground city-exploring?) you’ve yet to find what you were sent to find.

What could possibly go wrong in an empty dwarven city where a mass-slaughter occurred some 300 years ago?

As you bring your boat up towards the entrance of Kiraz, you spot a single man watching from a nearby trail. He’s tall, standing over 6’ with midnight black skin and pale brown hair. He watches quietly and intently as you sail by.

After some 22 days at sea (and in port), you’ve reached your destination. Having fought off chimera in the fog, the crew is alive and hale, and the ship undamaged so far. But you’re moving into uncharted waters. The captain is willing to sound and try to get you as far into the mouth of the river as she can, but she can’t foretell how far that will be. With the morning’s fog rising, everyone hopes the locals are as blinded by it as they are. But fog never lasts, especially when you need it to.

Finalizing preparations, doing the packing and making sure all your ducks are in a row. We’ll go round the table one more time and see if anyone has last-minute questions or things to do before leaving home for a long journey into the unknown.