Mystara and the Path to Immortality

The Beginning
A promse of adventure

Summer is waning in the Northern Reaches, but Ravenholm has suffered, the warm temperatures have allowed the trolls to come south out of Trollheim, raiding and have caused much crop damage. Only through the help of Bronic Stonebrough, Silanda Feadiel and his dwarven clansmen has Ravenholm survived. But with autumn harvest damaged other income is needed else many mouths will go hungry.

For weeks, you’ve been looking for adventure in this forsaken wilderness, with nothing much to show for it. It’s late autumn now, with the winter fast-approaching, and you’ll be in real trouble if you don’t earn some treasure soon.

To lighten the sombre mood Bronic has invited you all to share in his nephew’s name-day celebration, and as with all dwarven parties drinking starts early. As you’re finishing breakfast at the Drinking Hall, a traveller walks into the common room. In a loud voice "Peace be upon you all! I, Hakeem the merchant, seeksBronic Stonebrough and his worthy friends!"

Bronic raises his eyebrows above his ale and invites the traveller over…….

Dum, Dum, Dum …….


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