TEXT: Story Object: Letter from Ir’Lumm
  Dear members of  the Digg ers’ Union
  Pleas accept my sincere thanks for agreeing to my reques t for ass  iﬆ ance. In the past, my modes t library has helped Morgrave Uni-
  versity and the Union app raise many religious artifacts and works of  art. It pleases  me to see the Digg ers Union magnanimously 
  sharing their res ources  with a humble ally. 
   
  I require a group of  ex perienced adventurers wh o can hunt a beast haunting the moors and Harr owcrowns. While I have 
  not  seen this creature, its ex ploits are legendary, and I can hear its keening through the trees . While I have warned the Church, the 
  local prelate has ignored my call for succor, and injuries  prevent me fr om personally dealing with the Harr owcrowns Hound. 
   
  I have arr anged lightning rail travel to Aruldusk. From there you’ll take a House Orien coach to Les sy k. My lands are 
  located wes t of  that hamlet  within sight of  the Harr owcrowns. You’ll also fi nd traveling papers enclosed. 
   
  I rec ommend and unostentatious pres ence upon your arr ival in Les sy k. Th e hamlet  is home to a seminary of  Pure Flame 
  followers—literaliﬆ s of  the Silver Flame faith not  known for their understanding or charity toward outsiders and nonbeliev-
  ers. Within Les sy k, adepts and inquisitors enforce a more…I’ll say, severe…variation of  the faith of  the Flame. While in Les sy k, 
  subtlet y is your ally. 
  Sincerely,
  Lord Lenorf ir’Lumm
  Story Object: Letter from Ir’Lumm
  Dear members of  the Digg ers’ Union
  Pleas accept my sincere thanks for agreeing to my reques t for ass  iﬆ ance. In the past, my modes t library has helped Morgrave Uni-
  versity and the Union app raise many religious artifacts and works of  art. It pleases  me to see the Digg ers Union magnanimously 
  sharing their res ources  with a humble ally. 
   
  I require a group of  ex perienced adventurers wh o can hunt a beast haunting the moors and Harr owcrowns. While I have 
  not  seen this creature, its ex ploits are legendary, and I can hear its keening through the trees . While I have warned the Church, the 
  local prelate has ignored my call for succor, and injuries  prevent me fr om personally dealing with the Harr owcrowns Hound. 
   
  I have arr anged lightning rail travel to Aruldusk. From there you’ll take a House Orien coach to Les sy k. My lands are 
  located wes t of  that hamlet  within sight of  the Harr owcrowns. You’ll also fi nd traveling papers enclosed. 
   
  I rec ommend and unostentatious pres ence upon your arr ival in Les sy k. Th e hamlet  is home to a seminary of  Pure Flame 
  followers—literaliﬆ s of  the Silver Flame faith not  known for their understanding or charity toward outsiders and nonbeliev-
  ers. Within Les sy k, adepts and inquisitors enforce a more…I’ll say, severe…variation of  the faith of  the Flame. While in Les sy k, 
  subtlet y is your ally. 
  Sincerely,
  Lord Lenorf ir’Lumm
  
  APPENDIX 
  26
  Story Object: Evidence of Sale
  Iustin;
  As per our agreement, I have entrusted your man with 500 gold for the ir’Lumm paintings. It’s a pity that you dis-
  approve of them. They are quite magniﬁ cent. Still, I am glad to see that you have no similar misgivings for lucre. These 
  paintings will make excellent additions to my collection. Please visit next time you are in the City of Towers
  Sincerely,
  Your friend in Sharn 
  Story Object: ir’Lumm Legacy
  Report to Bishop at’Ignostino, Lessyk Seminary from Lord Captain Melner ir’Lumm on the Harrowcrown incident. Dated Rhaan 18, 866 YK. 
  Dear Holy at’Ignostino; 
  I have heard most troubling new regarding the fate of Ursongo the werebeast. If it pleases your holiness, I wouldlike to relate the fats of the incident during which we appre-
  hended Ursongo, for perhaps you’ll ﬁ nd cause for clemency and compassion in their telling. 
  About a month ago, I led a group of the Church’s soldiers into the Harrowcrowns on the trail of Ursongo, whose profane curse of lycanthrope threatened the Hamlet of Lessyk. 
  His tracks led us into a curious bog whose sagging carpet of moss and grass in what appeared to be a recently drained forest lake. From the lake the track led on to a sodden 
  cavern that our chief tracker, Vingri, claimed was recently unearthed—or rather unwatered.
  We entered the cave’s mouth, which smelled of sulfur and decay. Not soon after, a thin green ray of energy shot forth from its depths, ﬂ aying the ﬂ esh from Vingri’s bones. We 
  responded immediately ﬁ ring arrows down the shaft in vain hope of hitting the source of the ray, but were soon thwarted by vial entangling humors spit upon us by strange 
  rune-covered hounds with serpentlike heads ending in a maw ﬁ lled with needlelike teeth. 
   
  What followed the hounds was even worse. A ﬂ oating eye ﬂ ew up from the depths, laughing evilly and vexing us with malignant wit. I ordered Kurski, the famed 
  silver pyromancer to ignite the ﬁ end with holy ﬁ re, but his magic failed him. All our magic failed, and the creature laughed louder. 
   
  When Kurski was reduced to a pile of dust from that vicious ray coming from one of the creature’s many lesser eyes, we thought all was lost. That is when Ursongo 
  saved us. He and a bevy of animal companions came tearing down the cave. His allies tore into the fearsome hounds allowing what was left of our forces to ﬂ ee. We quickly 
  rallied ourselves outside the cave, but none fought as hard as Ursongo against the evil eye. Still, the eye tyrant claimed as many men and animals as its eyes allowed, and victory 
  was not certain. Though it shamed me, I withdrew from combat at the cave’s mouth. Following the werebear’s instruction, I pushed boulders across the cave maw and Ursongo 
  placed special wards on the stones—wards he claims to have learned from orc druids from the Shadow Marshes. 
   
  The threat was contained, Ursongo and several men collapsed from wounds and exhaustion. 
   
  Of course, this is how we captured Ursongo. It pains me to hear his life is threatened with execution when he fought so bravely and unselﬁ shly that day. By my 
  honor, his acts were pure and true. He is no monster. I know that the Church reserves a cure for lycanthropy. I urge His Holiness to consider Ursongo for candidacy. 
  Dear Lord Captain ir’Lumm;
  You action in the Harr owcrowns honor your lineage. You des erve the title “Hound” bes towed on your ances tors. You compass  ion for Ursongo is ques tionable, 
  though. Th e deed is done. Ursongo was consumed by holy fl ame. I rec ommend that you des troy  all evidence of  the sinner’s involvement with your incident. It 
  will read much bett  er if the Silver Flame’s authority required no ass  iﬆ ance fr om cursed fi lth. I have sent this lett  er back to you, and we can forget  you sent 
  it.
  I. 
  
  Story Object: Favor of  Anthroparaio
  For saving this Droaam-born medusa artist, you have gained her gratitude. In future 
  meetings her attitude toward you always starts as helpful, and she has promised to paint 
  a special portrait of you, which she has promised to complete by your next meeting, 
  whenever that may be
  MARK OF HEROES
  Story Object: Favor of  Anthroparaio
  For saving this Droaam-born medusa artist, you have gained her gratitude. In future 
  meetings her attitude toward you always starts as helpful, and she has promised to paint 
  a special portrait of you, which she has promised to complete by your next meeting, 
  whenever that may be
  MARK OF HEROES
  
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