Lone Lore

The party looked to the sky and sees a castle similar to one they've seen before. However, upon close inspection, they were able to discern that this castle was not Lyn Armaal. The townsfolk around them were in a panic, with guards trying to calm as many people down as possible. "Please remain calm! The Lady is dispensing soldiers as we speak to inspect the floating castle!" While unsure of how to help at first, the party decided that they could bring their giant knowledge to the Open Lord of Waterdeep, Lady Silverhand, and, in exchange, get some information from her about the magical augmentation operations in Waterdeep. On the way towards Piergeiron's Palace, where the Lady hosted her visitors, Adonis wanted to make a quick stop at the Spires of the Morning, Waterdeep's temple of Lathander. Inside the temple was a great stained glass mosaic depiction of Lathander holding up a baby. In front of the mosaic, Adonis knelt to the ground and began to pray. "O Lat...

"Rising from the shores of its deep harbor to ring the great mountain standing tall out of the Sea of Swords is Waterdeep, the City of Splendors and the Crown of the North. To all of Faerûn, this great metropolis stands as the pinnacle of what a great city might be, in wealth, influence, and stability. Here, the citizens work, the nobles sneer, and the great masked lords plot and scheme, all while merchants dance between them to collect their coins and continue profiting as best they can. Waterdeep’s shops and merchants offer goods of every sort from every corner of Toril, and even the rarest of items can be procured, given sufficient coin and patience. Adventurers lacking one or the other can very easily find all manner of employment, from simple escorting of caravans, to guarding nobility, to investigating a ruin or rumor of monsters anywhere in the North." The Harpers' guardian of the Waterdeep teleportation circle finished up her spiel and noted that tips from circle ...

Kimberly was in open space, floating in this void that appeared to be the ocean, the comforting humming surrounding them. Sensing the presence of their patron, Kimberly spoke up, asking questions about Slarkrethel and how they and he were related. The familiar voice, the voice that had granted them powers so long ago, spoke up, seeming to ignore these questions. "The aboleth needs to be punished for its insolence. Will you destroy it?" Kimberly agreed, telling the voice they trust it and will do as it says. Coming out of the conversation, a lightning bolt erupted from Kimberly's fingertips, killing the aboleth. The party finished up their business in Helm's Hold and began heading to Neverwinter, following Dhrys' recommendation. In Neverwinter, the party went shopping, purchased some things from M, who had a pop-up stand in town, and almost went to the beach. Eventually, they all made their way, directed by Dhrys, to a run-down looking townhouse. Inside this townho...

Arriving in Helm's Hold, Lucien immediately returned to where he remembered his home being, and found it abandoned. The larger home it sat next to, the home of Triton and the Tonar family, also seemed abandoned. He decided to head to the only other person's home he knew, Elizabeth. Luckily, he found her here. "Lucien! I never thought I'd see you again!" Elizabeth quickly explained to Lucien that his family moved away from the Tonar home after some weird stuff started going down between the Lord and the Lady. Rumor had it that Lady Nyer Fencoria had moved away from the castle after things grew tense between her and Lord Prildaal Tonar. Prildaal had not been seen outside the castle since. Some townsfolk had even said that they still hear yelling coming from the inside of the castle late at night, but for the most part everyone believes it's completely abandoned. Thanks to Elizabeth, Lucien knew the location of his new home, and he urged the party to come with h...

Adonis was woken up by a gentle tapping sound on his window. Someone was throwing pebbles at the glass. He crept out of bed and carefully peered out of the inn's small, curtained window. It was Haara, who quickly spotted him, and waved for him to come down. She had a basket of sorts near her. Adonis decided to go see Haara. Before leaving through the window, he left a sign so that Dhrys would know he wasn't in any danger. Upon reaching Haara, Adonis found she wanted to spend some quality time with him, since things had gotten a bit out of hand the night before. She also had brought him a gift. "Good morning Galanodel! I was going through some old notes of mine, and I found this. I thought it might help you figure out your origins." With a wry smile, Haara handed  Adonis a page ripped from a book. The page had an image of a humanoid arm with its skin jagged and raised in a repeating, spiky pattern. Adonis read the following: Magical Augmentations:  With recent innovati...

The next morning, the party woke up to find Adonis missing, his room empty and undisturbed other than a chair facing the door with a silver potion atop it. Dhrys recognized this chair placement as a message in Theives' Cant, basically stating that Adonis was gone, but there was no need for worry. With a free day ahead of them, the party decided they wanted to do some shopping, then take on one of the missions given to them by Haara. Lucien and Kimberly made some purchases at the general store, then found a small magic shop called "M's Wondrous Wares". There, they met an odd woman with purple hair, who offered them a wide array of magical items to purchase. Kimberly settled on buying some potions. Everyone having checked out the wares at this magical pop-up shop, the party decided to move onto the mission that Haara had given them: to investigate the disappearance of two of her adventurers. The party quickly made their way to the cave entrance south of Phandalin, then ...

Bidding the Cult of the Dragon adieu, the party began to walk into Phandalin. The town consisted of forty or fifty simple log buildings, some built on old fieldstone foundations. Old ruins—crumbling stone walls covered in ivy and briars—surrounded the newer houses and shops, showing how this must have been a much larger town in centuries past. Some newer buildings were set on the sides of the road, which widened into a muddy main street of sorts. Oddly enough, some ruins appeared newer than others. Many people looked up as the party approached, but all returned to their business as they went by. Galanodel asked around for his friend, Trym, but no town-goers seemed to recognize the name. Speaking to a barkeeper, he described how his friend looked: halfling woman, dark hair, dark eyes, a minor green tint to her skin. The barkeeper recognized who he was asking for immediately, but she noted that he was describing Phandalin's sheriff, Haara. She could be found in the Townmaster's H...