Originally hired by the encumbent merchant, Goble Fenn of the House of Coins, you find yourselves sent to guard the welfare of a dead woman. Attacked on route by the faceless assassins of the House of Blades, led by someone the witch has identified as an Imperial Claw - an arm of Empress Laseen - and left with no-one to question, you count yourselves lucky for having survived what turned out to be an eventful evening for many within the city of Kindle.
A brief trip to the Plaza of the Houses tells you many in the priesthoods and noble families were harangued by shadowy assailants through the night, and you witness a confrontation between the priests of the House of Faith and the master assassins of the House of Blades. Not the only ones to watch this confrontation, you are watched by a dusk-skinned man and his alabaster-skinned companion whom Goble Fenn seems to know of. Before explaining anything, Goble charges you to bring the dead witch to a meeting at the Assembly that afternoon.
On returning to Candour's crude abode, you are confronted by a wise-cracking huntress who claims to have Tarthenal blood - evidently true as she quickly recovers from wounds incurred in a brief scuffle. A scuffle that ends with a portal opening at your backs, apparently created by a companion to the huntress, into the Warren of D'rek.
A fight ensues, you all enter the warren and the unfortunate priest of D'rek is cut down.
Candour waits in her grubby hut unable to hold the portal into the warren open as the Worm of Autumn notices you, the trespassers in her realm.....
Rend lies in the dirt and mud, amidst rotting vegetation and crawling insects, blood slowly congealing around his wounds. Ivy stands over him, exasperation and fear fighting for dominance on her freckled face.
She points an accusing finger at all of you.
"Look what you've done!" she snaps, "Killed one of the Worm's own in her realm!"
The woman begins to pace, glancing round nervously. No further sounds have issued from the surrounding trees since that first shriek of outrage.
"We're done for now, she'll take the very skin from our bones and leave us alive whilst doing it.....Fener's rotting hooves, I hope you all have strong gods to pray to....."
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