Stories, Spells, and Arcana

When Last We Left Our Heroes... ...they crossed the threshold of the Cruel Fist goblin lair. Within, they came across families of goblins protecting their children. At last, the hunters rescued the bardic folk hero of Tenby, Romagold Whitebourne. Together, they defeated the goblin warlord in front of a statue of their goblin god. The also came across the necromancer, Ry'o'zhul, working to animate corpses. But he disappeared before the hunters could do any real damage to him. With the warlord dead, most of the Cruel Fist abandoned the cavern system. The only thing left to do was to release the wolves. The hunters discovered a side cave with a few wolves locked behind a wooden cage. Taking pity on the them, Ruzel attempted to sooth their anger, but his attempt only made them more angry. With some lament, he left them to their own devices, and the hunters left the empty lair behind.
By the time they made it back to Tenby, the sun was on the horizon. Romagold went to tell the elders of his return, and the hunters got rooms at the inn. After a full rest, the hunters were met with a celebration in Romagold's honor. The festivities poured through the streets of Tenby, with the bardic folk hero giving concert in the town square. Yet, the hunters forwent the celebration to pursue the necromancer. Synbaluu the dragonborn paladin decided to stay at the tavern to keep an eye and ear on the day's happenings. Mouse the tiefling rogue took to the streets for a magic shop in case the necromancer needed materials that would be available in town. Ruzel the elven druid, not one for cleaniless, decided to seek out the local bath house. With quite a bit of searching, Mouse finally discovered a small hut that seemed out of place in Tenby. When she stepped inside, the first thing she saw was a little old lady in the corner sitting in a wooden chair, and knitting. The hut was decorated with many candles, seemingly too many candles for such a small structure. Many vases, urns, and vessels stood on the floor, and the shelves that hung on the walls were filled with skulls of different sizes and many races. Bones also hung from the ceiling. Mouse asked the old lady if she had any books. The old lady pointed to a shelf and said she had a few books. Mouse saw the books laying on a shelf she didn't see before. She must have missed those. The books were old and seemed like the old lady's diaries and journals. Skimming through them, Mouse saw there was a mixture of stories, spell recipes, and drawings of arcana. After a while, she asked the old lady if anyone had come recently to buy spell ingredients fishing for information about Ry'o'zhul the necromancer, but the old lady hadn't seen anyone come into her hut for a long time. Synbaluu spent most of the day in The Lazy Sage carousing, but mostly keeping an eye and ear on any sign of the necromancer.