Yrel and Robert: For the past several weeks you have both heard a swirl of rumors surrounding Dwimmermount. The ancient fortress has stood abandoned for nearly two hundred years since the Man Become God, Turm Termax and the empire that bore his name was violently overthrown. However, if the rumors are to be believed the powerful wards that have sealed off the seat of power for empires from time immemorial have been sundered and the gates to the great stronghold lie open.
Following the rumors you made the trek to Muntburg, a small castle town at the foot of the mountain, home to a tiny garrison from the City of Adamas and rented a room at the Passwatch Inn. Upon your arrival you learned that not one, but two groups of adventurers had undertaken expeditions into the dungeon. The first, sponsored by the Church of Typhon in Adamas had returned almost 3 weeks ago with nearly half their number in the caverns. They were quickly wisked back to Adamas by Gerald of Had, the Proctor of Typhon in Muntburg. Shortly after their departure a second group, financed by the dwarven ghetto in Adamas calling themselves the Iron Defenders departed as well. Several days later, a mere two of the original five members returned, though they did rescue two surviving members of Typhons Fists, and a Dwarf.
One of the surviors, a dwarf by the name of Gargrim has been spending most nights getting positively wrecked in the common room of the Passwatch Inn. He hasn't seemed to be very amiable to being approached, but this evening a human wearing a peg leg who is obviously familiar with the surley dwarf has interrupted his drinking excitedly showing him a manuscript. You're not 100% sure, but you think he might be one of the members of Typhons Fists who was rescued by the Iron Defenders.
He didn't bring the manuscript itself.
