The Fallen

The people of the town of Florida crowded the streets celebrating the death of Org and Norg. The rest of the Grim Forge gang had fled as a wave of citizens stormed the keep to take back what was theirs. Wolfgang had a collection of gold donated by citizens of town to pay a bounty of 1000 gold to the group. Wolfgang's young apprentice Gordan Ramsee asked the group if he could travel with them and cook for them. Gordan wanted to experience the world and felt that travelling with this group of courageous adventurers was the best way to do that. The group thought having a chef along with them was a great idea and agreed to the arrangement.

The group left Florida and headed back to Leistar with the totem they had been hired to get back. It felt good to know that they had freed a town from the grip of the Grim Forge while also getting back the stolen totem. The meals on the road had certainly improved as Gordan proved to be a great chef and a happy addition to the team.

Fen was happy to see the group when they made it back to Leistar. Zedd had left behind some gold and an item for each member of the group as payment for their work. The group spent the next couple days relaxing and recovering from the journey. After a couple days they were once again bored and looking for something to do. Fortunately Fen had heard from Zedd and had some more work from the group. Two groups would be needed for the two tasks but Fen had decided to give this group first choice based on their successes so far.

The person known as Frodnonag was behind the Grim Forge, and he had what appeared to be a large mercenary group that led. For some reason Frodnonag had mercenaries patrolling the mountains north of Khos looking for something. Zedd was not sure what it was they were looking for but felt that it was likely worth investigating. The second job was far more dangerous. A group of Frodnonag's mercenaries were at the ruined city of Karaxess. Fifty years ago the city had been one of the fastest growing and most prosperous cities in the entire midlands. It boasted the most prestigious arcane college in the world, but this was eventually the cities downfall.

The main tower of the arcane college exploded in a magical explosion. Some say it was the too much of a concentration of magic in one place while others suggest more nefarious reasons. The explosion to some extent caused a riff in the fabric of reality at the centre of the city, now the city has wild chaos magic fluxuations. Adventurers go into the city looking for remnants of lost magical treasures but most never return.

The group chose to go to karaxess. They set out the next morning and had a pleasant day of travelling. That night a small herd of antelope were grazing not far from their camp when suddenly the ground exploded and an ankheg lunged at the antelope. The startled creatures ran straight towards the groups camp with the ankheg close behind. The group did its best to fight the creature but the beast just charged and trampled over them. The carapace of the ankheg was hard to break and the giant insect like creature spewed acid and tore at Quack! with its massive mandibles. Then Quack! fell to the ground dying. Aust tried to get to him but the ankheg tried to grasp him in it maw. Finally after what seemed liked hours but in reality was but a minute Aust ran to Quack! to try and save him. It was too late Quack! was dead.