No Laughing Matter

Winter is a time for family, for the warmth of the hearth and for quiet, solemn reflection before the joy of Spring starts. Or so says The Astronomer, the current patron god of Trinity, whose will was carried out by his High Prelate - Trinity's highest office.
Yet this it was not to be for Prelate, as he was publicly assassinated during a small parade, in front of a crowd of dozens of onlookers. The Prelate was speaking with the commonfolk when he began to laugh, and laugh, and continue to laugh with so much vigour and for so long that his heart eventually gave out.
Hysteria has gripped the city, as almost all believe foul play was involved. The Prelates of all of the other Gods in the Avanís Pantheon vie for control of the city in their Gods' name.
Commander Na'thaniel and the Trinity guard try to keep order within the city's bounds, but with little success. He has put the call out to adventurers for aid to stop the city from falling into chaos.