Cue score by Alan Silvestri***
Quite surprisingly, you finished one adventure to only be confronted with another. How does this always happen? Why should this be your fate? Who, or what, continuously creates diabolical conflicts to challenge your abilities and teamwork? The world may never know.
To make a long story short [too late], you recently emerged from Sonar’s lair in Bedrame and were sent on a quest to rescue Cole, the son of a man of Bedrame. A letter-carrier going by the name of Stampy delivered a letter to Cole’s father. The man sought you out and asked for your aid (since you JUST finished saving his entire town from the death sleep of Sonar).
The letter revealed a need to begin your search in the great city of Shadowfore. To reach it, you would need to cross the great plains of G’Nosh. This sounded like a delicious…I mean dangerous adventure, but you are always ready for your just deserts.
Your five-day journey was far from uneventful. Faced with the decision to cross through a forest or traverse a ravine between two mountains, you took the road less traveled, confronting a dragon. A dragon with a small horde. A dragon with the power of ice. A dragon who died far too quickly. All the same, one of your party members fell when another member accidentally stayed in an evil form. There were no apologies. Oddly enough, legends suggest a voice in the breeze asking for death.
Along the way, Stampy was also killed. Before he died, however, he revealed to you the nature of his acquisition of the missive. His words led you to one of Shadowfore’s most visited taverns, Bubba’s Pubba, but not before you were forced to kill two trolls chasing a human slave across a field a few miles from the city.
By the way, a skill challenge was bypassed because you were able to float over a raging river on Tenser’s Floating Disk.
When you reached Shadowfore, several things happened. After chatting with some of the city folk, you found your way to Bubba’s Pubba. After a few drinks, you saw a man fitting Stampy’s description of the man who initially gave him the letter from Cole. His story was unlike anything you ever heard:
“Two months ago, I came to Shadowfore under the notion that the city and its inhabitants were plotting against my city to the East, Clint. My father, captain of the guard, sent me to spy on the elite of this city to determine if our suspicions were correct.
After a month with no results, I prepared to return home, but a few dragonborn soldiers interrupted my plans. While walking home from this very tavern late one night, I was abducted; first beaten, then shackled and forced out of town by way of a secret passage near the North gate. Through the dense forest a few miles to the North, we went until we came upon a clearing in the woods. At the very center of the clearing stood a black portal. Little did I know the portal’s existence would ultimately become my saving grace.
I was forced through the portal and led toward what was to be my new home. I was enslaved –forced to work for a man known as Tannen. Many slaves, including myself, were forced to harvest fields of fruit and vegetables to sustain Tannen’s forces. We worked fifteen-hour days of backbreaking work with little rest. It was while working that I met Cole.
Cole befriended me very quickly. When I found out that he, too had been kidnapped from Shadowfore, I sympathized with him, but kept my status as a spy secret, nonetheless.
It was two weeks later that I got enough nerve to attempt an escape. I tried to include Cole in my plans, but he had recently hurt himself in the fields and refused to slow me down. He gave me a letter to deliver to his father in the town of Bedrame, and I promised to get it into his hands. I also promised to find a way to return with help.
One day I was able to slip free of sight from the slavemaster and find my way back to the portal. I came through, slipped back into Shadowfore, hired a man to carry the letter to Cole’s father and am currently deciding what to do. I have spent the last few weeks trying to discover who is truly behind the raids of my hometown –for if I can, I will be able to unite our cities to save the people of that dark world: the alternate reality.
You see, the portal leads to the future. One created by Tannen’s own malevolence. He had, at one point, left this time and space, conquered these lands before Shadowfore’s great rise and currently reigns superior fifty years from now in an alternate reality. Now, he is sending soldiers back here for slaves. As I have figured it, the portal is permanent and always goes to when he is. The timeline he manipulates stands apart from our reality, but exists, nonetheless. He always has the ability to return to his point of origin, which moves slower through time than the alternate world he created. I know this because I came back to this world a day later, after having spent two weeks in that hell. Whatever magic he wields, I have never seen its equal!
If you have come to fulfill your promise to Cole’s father, be careful. Do not underestimate the situation.
I must soon return to my home. If you fail, I will try my best to succeed."
A group of Dragoborn Gladiators entered the scene and started a fight as they attempted to take Plotman away. After the dust settled, it was revealed that Plotman dissapeared, apparently to return to Clint.
Your group prepared for another adventure….I recall all but one went to bed. The remaining hero drank the night away with the bartender, Bubba.