What brilliant radiance is this?!
I see beacon of promise, streaming down the Uldoon Trail with marked haste!
No sooner did my prior missive reach the eager hands of seasoned adventurers in Berdusk than we find fresh hoofprints heading southward towards righteous cause! When I heard of this departure, I could not help but take to the trail myself to pursue these rumored heroes.
On yesterday's eve, as I peered down through the passing storm I spotted a band of bedraggled warriors - a Zhentarim reclamation team - who had run afoul of said rumored heroes. Though they were reluctant to admit their defeat, through my peerless investigative skills I may paint the following picture of this motley band of would-be champions;
A gallant half-elf, perplexingly attired in gleaming plate but wielding a flute as his weapon;
A brace of halflings, one of whom sent the Zhentarim wagon up in flames with a flick of his wrist, and one who beat their veteran warrior to submission with his bare fists;
And what's this? A brace of bird-folk - a brother and sister of my own kind?! - one of whom held a combatant fast in place by sheer force of will and one whom called down a radiant beam of destruction from the heavens! And if I understand correctly, one of these winged wizards may yet only be a fledgling!
Excited by these scant details I hurried in pursuit of the heroes, but my wings grew tired despite my mind's protests and I only caught a glimpse of them as they veered from the trail on route to Vildanel. No doubt, I did spot a pair of my feathered bretheren! However, as I sought landing to rest I did come across the sorrowful village refugees - now packing to move northward - and I was able to spend some time with a young man by the name of Rennick Bertram who shared a great deal about the aims and character of these mysterious individuals.
"After all that's happened, I really couldn't comprehend what was going on when I saw them coming down the road", said Rennick. "I figured 'this is it, the brigands are here to take everything we have left', but no... they were so generous, especially the little bird girl..." Rennick took a moment to compose himself, left again bewildered by the benevolence of the adventurers. "They said... they said they would go back to the village, drive off the gnolls, find our lost folk... It's all more than we could ever hope for."
Among those though to be spared by the gnoll attack yet still missing include the following:
Narn and Bo Persnuck, children of local halfling farmers Bavik and Sonna Persnuck;
Goff, a half-orc workman under the employee of traveling merchant Mae Vitral;
Village sheriff Elias "Eli" Morove, father to refugee Sebastian "Seb" Morove;
A gnome explorer by the name of Ghisale, separated from her mute kenku companion Rin.
Taking Rin as a guide, the adventurers advance towards the village ruins where my own associates report that gnolls continue to maraud about the area for reasons unknown. By my estimates they shall arrive in a days time and doubtless lay waste to the vile beasts, restoring peace and hope to the heart of our land.
Sincerely with hope,
Kelehk of the Quill
Eleint 27, 1491
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