Adventurer's Guild

Kevvry Diablo contacted us rather frantically. He has been down in Enmilis slumming in the Thieves City. No problem with that in my opinion. The lad can definately take care of himself. But he encountered something down there which seems beyond his capabilities. So Ghul and I are tagging along with his father. All I am certian of at this point is there is a flock of undead ravens which is capable of stripping the flesh from bystanders. Personally it sounds like some sort of curse or spell cast by a powerful wizard, but Kevvry seems convinced it is actually a creature or swarm. Either way we will see soon enough. The Begger's Guild is in a war with the Thieves' Guild, so we will probably wind up ruffling more feathers than the undead birds.

You know the motto, "Some doors are better left closed." Before arriving in Enmilis this time I heard some rather disturbing news. I had ventured into the grand dungeon of Streek Hollis a while back. It is a sprawling labyrinth. The inhabitants change frequently, different groups migrating in and out, bold adventurers slaying the monsters, humanoids and denziens from below, a constant flux of peril really. At one time part of the world's largest dungeon was the lair of a powerful wizard who had a vast library devoted to ringlore. This fiend had gathered artifacts from the Plain of Towers including a stone tablet written in a magical tounge. For nearly a century the library was thought lost until I heard tales about a group who stood before a door they could not open. It was definately worth investigating. While in the dungeon I made some maps, but after arriving at the door was able to break the magics barring the portal. Inside most of the library was missing, but I did

Things have been quiet in the north for a while now. Between running Coldsteel Forge in Frodo and overseeing the guild in Fortune, I'm growing a little restless to be honest. Rumors have been circulating about all sorts of heroes recently. The little group who was running around in Hatchea, some stirrings of trouble far to the south in Skorhea, and even some trouble in the Feywild with the winter court. But so far as anything which truly peaked my interest or required me to stir from my pursuits, it has been rather slow...