Defiler's Essence

The Twelfth Day of Flamerule

The Year of Raining Tears, DR 1415

An unusual calm has followed in the wake of the attack on the Friendly Arm. The disappearance of Ayidh d’Nuhl has left more questions than answers, and without an apparent direction, the road begins to beckon. The trip through the Western Heartlands seems to breeze by, and the roads through Amn pass as if in a blur. A tenday comes and goes without leaving little trace in the memories of the party.

But for as smooth as the trip has been, the road south becomes disturbingly quiet…



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