Who Wants to be a Wayfinder? The Alumni

Since coming to Wynarn University, today is the day you have long dreamed of. Your diligent long nights of studying and seemingly endless classes have finally paid off in the form of a slip of paper and the humbling knowledge you gleaned. After the ceremonies you and your fellow students mill about in the courtyard shaking hands and wishing each other well on their journeys.

Amid the revelrie, an assistant of one of the staff members moves among the crowd speaking to a few of your classmates. He approaches you and introduces himself as a staff assistant to Master Fedal who desires to speak with you before you leave the University.

A few minutes later you and a select few from the top of your class are ushered into the Master's office. The Master sits behind a large darkwood desk covered with documents and reports from all across Khorvaire. Seeing your group enter, he stands to greet you.

"Welcome, allow me to congratulate you on graduating at the top of your class in your various fields of study. It has been a pleasure to host students of your caliber." His voice is sincere and he smiles.
"No doubt you are wondering why I have called you here. As head of the council of Discovery and Remembering my department is tasked with receiving reports from scouts and explorers that range far and wide. Naturally, we have a good many contacts in other parts of the continent and in exchange for the information we are provided we receive requests for aid from our exceptional alumni. House Tharashk has provided us with quality information for a number of years now and has put in a special request for men and women of skill to assist them. I have put forth your names as some of our top graduates and Noble Qui is interested in speaking with you at his estate. Working for a House is quite the lucrative opportunity and I have no doubt you will make the right decision." Wishing you well, he dismisses you to go about your business.

The prospect of working for a House directly involved in exploring Khorvaire is a tempting proposal, so the next day finds your group standing before Noble Qui ap'Gwyddi in his grand estate a short distance north of Fairhaven. The fair half-elven noble wears an open siarc to show off the convolted dragonmark on his upper chest. Speaking softly he greets you. "We welcome you to our fine estate, please make yourselves comfortable." He claps his hands and servents appear bearing plates with food and drink. After seeing to your needs they disappear once again. Qui continues, "Your Master Fedal spoke highly of you to us. He said your particular abilities may serve us well. We are in need of skilled individuals to investigate reports from our outlying holdings. Our House's resources are vast but we are always looking to expand our influence. To that end, we would like to make you an offer. Work for us and you will be well rewarded, your travel expenses reimbursed, and access to our holdings granted. If you accept our offer, Assistant Pitel has several reports you may examine. Otherwise, the servents can show you the door." Tipping his head slightly, he strolls from the room.

An elderly man enters the room as Qui departs bearing several scrolls stamped with the House seal. He places them on a table before you and says "You need not make a decision this morning, however some of our reports are time sensitive, and Noble Qui would appreciate a swift response." He stands back to await your decision.



If you accept the offer to work for House Tharashk, you will read the following reports:
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A report from the Eldeen Reaches:
Local farming communities are being harrassed by unknown beings. Noises at night, animal herds scattered, gardens replaced by thorns and poisonous vines. Contact the local druid sect, Wardens of the Wood, for advice.

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A report from Aundair:
StarPeaks has recently reported travelers coming to the observatory have turned up missing or dead in their camps with strange welts on them. Investigate the camps and seek a source of the attacks.

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A report from Darguun
A courier carrying important reports concerning the activities of the goblinoid tribes has gone missing. The local government suspects slavers or a tribe of goblinoids have captured him.

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A report from Talenta Plains
One of the sages of the university desires several egg specimans from larger herbivore dinosaurs in the Talenta Plains. House Tharashk has accepted the contract. Retrieve several eggs and if possible to collect observations on the feeding habits and bring back several viable plant species they eat.

A report from Talenta Plains
Seeker Ur'hoon of House Tharashk desires a party to assist him in collecting ancient dragon bones from the Boneyard on the far eastern edge of the Talenta plains. The halflings that control the region may object to anyone disturbing the site so the Seeker has requested an escort.

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A report from Droaam

Gnolls are pushing into the area around Grimstone Keep. While the garrison there is working on protecting their outlying villages, the township needs to learn what the gnoll tribes are searching for.


A report from Northern Droaam
The Church of the Silver Flame is hiring a group to seek out a group sent to clear out a reported enclave of lychanthropes. House Tharashk accepted the contract and sent a group of 4. The group failed to report in after 4 weeks out.

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A report from Lhazaar Principalities
Brother Ouillie was transporting a dragonshard between Tempest Island and Cliffscrape when his ship was overtaken by pirates. The boat was sunk and the House wants to know what happened to the dragonshard. Search the ship, search for the pirates, or find what happened to Brother Ouillie.

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A report from the Mournlands
Ikar Salvage is putting together an expedition to the ruined city of Metrol to secure a library they scouted on their last trip. They need to replace several members killed by a living spell on their last trip. House Tharashk is sending adventurers loyal to them to join the team and do some scouting of their own.

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Declining the offer puts you back in Fairhaven to hunt up your own adventure or travel access to other parts of the world.

Kala Moonsight, leaned back into the sumptuous leather chair as she sipped a glass of Karrnathi blood wine. The shifter was wearing a grey and black dress cut just-so and her long dreadlocks poured down her shoulders.

The druidess glanced at her fellows and shrugged. “What do you all think?” she asked casually as she flipped through one of the scrolls, her booted feet ticking against the ground. “This one looks interesting. Trip to Lhazaar, hunting for lost treasure. I was on a ship once, could be fun.”

"I favour the trip to the Eldeen Reaches myself." Glaw says, thoughtfully looking through the scrolls. "But the trip to the Lhazaar Principalities also sounds a potentially interesting expedition. I have never been to sea."

He tosses his hat from hand-to-hand as he speaks, a gesture that those who know him recognise as a sign of excitement.

"Or there is the expedition to collect the eggs. I have never seen a dinosaur in the wild, and would certainly welcome the opportunity. Dear me, so many interesting tasks to choose from."

Plonk is happy to graduate, as is the school, before he blew the rest of it up. He pokes his head to read the various reports.

"I would favour the Aundair trip myself, and then the Talenta ones, either of them," says the artificer, who smells of grease and sweat as well as disturbingly, olives.

Standing slightly to the side of the table, Patruk thought about each of their options, as well as those assembled with him. While the talent was there, in truth they were little more than a room full of individuals and it would take time before they were more than that.

"While I do not know if there is truly any best path for us to take, I can't see one that is wrong for us either. I will support the decision of the group as best I can, and since I know that a decision can't be made without input from everyone, I will place my vote for the journey to the Lhazaar Principalities. It has been far too long since I have enjoyed the smell of the ocean."

His vote cast, Patruk poured himself a glass of the Karrnathi wine and drank it slowly, savoring the taste of the wine.

Kala crinkled her button nose as Glaw voiced his opinion. "I've already done the Reaches. But the sea, now there's where adventure lies!"

Glaw tilts his head to one side as he glances over to Kala, the gesture indicative of amusement.

"Very well, not the Reaches then. I will say we head to the Lhazaar Principalities. It will be a new experience." He turns to Plonk. "Does that seem agreeable to you? Perhaps we could visit Talenta as we return from our trip?"

"The sea... rust... ocean.." says Plonk, obviously not too keen. "But if it be so, all right then."

Teivel rolls the scroll for the Lhazaar Principalities over in his left hand, "swashbuckling adventures indeed! I say we make way soon, under the sponsorship of a House already." This last bit said almost as if he's wondering how some of those present were gifted with such an honor, although it would have only been obvious for himself to be chosen.

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"The sea... rust... ocean.." says Plonk, obviously not too keen. "But if it be so, all right then."

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Glaw waves his hands dismissivly at Plonk's objections.

"I am ready to brave the rust, and I think I have more to fear on that count than you." He taps his fingers against the side of his head, resulting in a dull metallic sound. "It will be fine, I am sure. And besides, I am certain one of your skills will be most welcome on a ship. From what I hear, they are in need of almost constant repair, so you will find yourself in demand."