- Presto the Wizard
- Erdudfyl the Ranger
- Torg the Fighter
- Adhamh, changeling followers from Eglantine Grove.
Missing in Action
Tristan (“the poxy Bard”) the Bard; Shank (a very private person) the Thief; Áron the changeling follower
Play starts in the village of Ruiger Moor in Cantref Mawr
Ifan the Black, Bandit with a Bounty on his head
Wanted for banditry, slaughter, and crimes against the gods.
Ifan is new to the area, increasingly infamous.
Presto knows of a magical treasure, defended by an unnatural threat.
Rumors of the undead coming from the hills to the west. (“West” is western side of Cantref Elfael)
Undead are known to fear the sun. Some may lair underground, some may lair in dense wilderness.
The Druid Elspeth has a simple proposal for Erdudfyl. Journey to the village of Ruiger Moor, which has cut off contact with the grove for more than a week. Find out what curse afflicts the town, and if possible, resolve it. For this, the group will receive the favor of the Druids of Eglantine Grove. As assistance, two of the changeling youths (Áron and Adhamh) will provide guidance and assistance.
The party gets lost in the foothills surrounding the moor, but the wizard is able to lead the group to the barrow of Queen Eimhear by casting a spell. Nearby, they find the corpse of an old friend they haven’t seen in weeks.
Day 15, sunset. Spring Season (the Budding new moon +1), Year of Empire 2375
3 adventurers and a changeling hireling arrive at Queen Eimhear of the Siluri’s barrow. They discover the corpse of their old friend, the Thief Inghinn, within sight of the entrance. Apparently stabbed in the back and left to the elements.
A very manly discussion about the absence of fear leads to the decision to wait until sunrise to maybe enter the haunted crypt.
While a campsite is established within sight of the entrance to the tomb, many things are discussed; including apparent clues to the mystery at hand gathered so far, as well as the funerary rights of Cymru, Imperial, Saexa, and Gael cultures. Also, it’s noted that Inghinn was a Pict in any case, and nobody has any idea about what that implies.
Shortly after midnight, when the Fighter Torg and the Wizard Presto are on watch (Presto’s nose stuck in his spellbook) a feral undead comes wandering down the hillside and attacks. Presto is moved to tears at the devastation wracked upon the corpse by Torg’s bloodthirsty greatsword.