Plot Hooks

The winds have changed and risen to a gale, a freezing rain begins to fall and a road cuts across the harbour. You think you hear the beat of massive wings. A lightning strike reveals a massive beast soaring above the clouds.

Sarab Ashbringer believes dragons are just a myth. Stuart Gellar is afraid of thunder.

A statue appears in a slightly different pose each morning.

Caitlin Alma swears they saw the statue walking around just past midnight when they were younger.

You reach into your bag of holding and draw out an unfamiliar relic. It is a small doll-like figure, carved from bone. "Help me..." it cries, and small beads of water begin to drip from its carved eyes.

Honey Bradley that bag of holding is ancient, must be one of the earliest of its kind,

Gold pieces have rained down from the sky over a small village. The new wealth has created some problems, to say the least.

River Roberts went from dirt poor to the richest in town.

It is midday and the sea suddenly pulls back from the shore, leaving docked ships stranded and tidal creatures scuttling for cover. A few moments later, skeletal figures rise from the receding tide and an unearthly bellow shatters the quiet.

Mary Altharia says the sea is acting strange this morning. Charlie Ualas remarks that tide is all wrong.

A grieving man is willing to do anything to get his dead child back.

Max Gale is worried the man is going to make a deal with a dark force.

The village is quick to welcome you to their food and fire. In the evening, a dense fog rolls in and surrounds the village. The villagers begin to don armour and weapons, and you hear the unearthly shriek echoes out of the fog.

Sigrid Reece believes the fog creatures to be the dead, having risen from the barrow lands to the east. Brom Greene apologizes for tricking you, but explains that they desperately need your help.

A local lord is looking for a band of thieves to sneak into an aristocrats home and steal a painting that the lord's grandfather created decades ago.

Fribbington Freeman thinks the aristocrat should just give the painting back to the lord.

You enter a village and realize it looks exactly the same as the village you grew up in. In fact, you see a child who looks strikingly similar to you playing in the fields.

Dwyer Mossrock does not recognize you. Alexis Mervor does not trust outsiders.