Plot Hooks

A company of twelve warriors is searching for a thirteenth. It turns out you have been nominated.

One of the twelve, named Finley Duval, seems to make many significant glances at Hector Faelyn.

An arm wrestling league is looking to crown it's latest champion.

Falk Smyth thinks they have what it takes to win.

A massive, miles high clocktower has sprung up in the middle of the continent. No one knows what awaits adventurers at the top.

Isabelle Gale was first into the clocktower, but has not come back.

A statue appears in a slightly different pose each morning.

Maz Norman swears they saw the statue walking around just past midnight when they were younger.

People are getting sick. The river water turned sour the week before. Someone needs to explore up the river way to find the problem.

Erolith Ward claims a druid is meant to protect the northern forest and riverway. Andrew Quicktongue has fallen deathly ill from drinking the tainted water.

The winds have changed and risen to a gale, a freezing rain begins to fall and a road cuts across the harbour. You think you hear the beat of massive wings. A lightning strike reveals a massive beast soaring above the clouds.

Sisco Ghani believes dragons are just a myth. Yoko Hickory is afraid of thunder.

A sword said to be able to easily kill dragons has been lost in a dungeon and must be recovered.

It's said that Vivien Rook knows exactly where the dungeon is.

Ghosts of the dead start walking the streets of the city, not hurting anyone, just going about their business. At the rising sun, they all walk back to the crypt.

Maz Duval saw his mother last night, she came to check on him but she died the winter before. Kiran Fae saw a woman, not a ghost, walking the streets with the ghosts chanting to herself.

Your party has been travelling for days through unknown territory. Someone spots a large host of riders off in the distance. The riders change direction and begin to ride directly at you.

Miriam Todd warns that the riders to the west are not to be trusted. Alyx Enola once traded with the western folk, and found them to be reasonable.