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Message: <blockquote data-quote="diaglo" data-source="post: 1301050" data-attributes="member: 2885">One last hurrahThe end was near. Two days flew past and the council had their meeting. A split vote, 4 to prevent the Zhents from further incursions, 4 to deal with the drow threat, and 3 undecided. Randal Morn of Daggerdale, a farmer representative from Featherdale, and Dumic the Red held out.Randal Morn also hired the party to investigate more closely the raids in Daggerdale by the drow. They were even more chaotic then usual.The Stormslayers accepted the contract, some helpful dungeoneering gear, and a commission. Find out all they could about the raids and report their findings to Randal Morn and eliminate the threat if possible.Randal Morn's scouts showed the party the location of the raids and the tracks back to the family crypt of a wealthy Daggerdale family.Fiddle checked the doors. Wealth meant they could afford to buy expensive traps and wards. Plus with drow involved who knew what added secrets they would find.No traps. and the lock was simple enough. But someone had chained the doors shut on the inside. Fiddle threw up his hands.Alya, Sully, and Darian winked out of sight.Fiddle heard voices on the other side of the door.</blockquote>