Lost No Longer

by Tycho Ralesh

Phalcor had called a moot at the Midnight Owl, which piqued our interest; he typically traveled to the City for such things. Nervous, excited? I couldn’t tell, but he was more animated than his want. He ushered to a parlor where he negotiated with clients. Definitely excitement, his smile belied that as he turned from barring the door. He began without hesitation, “I’ve just met with Ren o’ the Star...”

“Didn’t he try to blackmail you?” I asked.

“You might say he succeeded, but such is the cost of mercantile and pathfinding affairs. What is important is that his blackmail made our exploits known to him. He inquired with Hollardel and Fanshen, gaining confidence in our talents and impressive sting of success. He was also aware of our work for Celene, though he shouldn’t.”

He paused for dramatic effect, and Moira glared at him impatiently. He continued after looking about, making eye contact with all of us in turn, “He has information on the fabled Lost Caverns.”

“Of Tsojcanth? Iggwilv’s lair!” Moira’s instantly hurtled from disinterested to enthralled. “Surly, you don’t me that we will...”

Phalcore signaled for patience, “Ren is aware that several interested parties have financed delving parties into the Yatils. All failed, to his knowledge, but getting closer. He represents one of those interested parties, and they want us to try our hand. Truth be told, he clearly doubted our survival much less success.” Phalcor raised an eyebrow, signifying his silent judgment of the Star, “But I could also sense his personal involvement and desperation. He was clearly loath to part with any information in the topic, and it goes without saying we are sworn to secrecy until he has what he seeks.”

“Vat then, vhat does he seek?”, my brother asked the question for us all.

“An artifact of old know as Daoud's Wondrous Lanthorn. We may take possession of any other treasures. If this is indeed the lair of the Which...it will have wonders and riches untold. And dangers to match; they will be unparalleled. But I already knew what your responses will be, so I accepted on our behalf.”

I laughed and there was no argument in the room. Taking the best dwarven spirts I had on hand from my bag, I proposed a toast, “To Iggwilv’s Caverns...lost no longer.”

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Background
1st of Readying

The Fouled Stream
20th of Readying

Words with Lord Summerford
21st of Readying

I Believe You Mean Warlock
23rd of Readying

Miner Difficulties
27th of Readying

A Victory Celebration
28th of Readying

In response to Ilias
1st of Coldeven

The Winged God.
14th of Coldeven

A Patron's Favor
15th of Coldeven

A Traitor to the Folk
16th of Coldeven

The Scions of Elemental Evil
11th of Planting

A Gift to Palor
24th of Planting

First Conversations with Morley
25th of Planting

Roots of the Humble Ogre
26th of Planting

At the Temple's Steps
24th of Flocktime

Trapped in the Labyrinth
25th of Flocktime

Warmth of the Light
27th of Flocktime

The Horizons of Mind
1st of Wealsun

A Whoelsome Diversion
3rd of Wealsun

Pursuing Derider
4th of Wealsun

Rising Filth
4th of Wealsun

A Winged Shadow Flees
5th of Wealsun

The Slumbering Ogre
7th of Wealsun

Paradise Defiled
22nd of Wealsun

One Man's Salt
23rd of Wealsun

A Song of Whispers
28th of Wealsun

Lost No Longer
3rd of Richfest

Revelry and Memory
4th of Richfest

Many are the Guards who Wait
28th of Reaping

Lament
2nd of Goodmonth

The Maelstrom Blade
16th of Goodmonth

Lost No Longer

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