The adventurers meet aboard a ship named The Sovereign headed to the coastal city of Myant. While walking through past the various vendors they are stopped by a dwarf named Valdeer who ask for their help. He leads them to a museum to meet with his wife Vanessa. Vanessa tells them they are curators and that a relic rod belonging to King Eoded was stolen a night ago. Vanessa petitions the adventurers to seek out the relic which they do.
The half Elf’s Nanisir, Cassandra, and Sophia decide to visit the Governor’s mansion but to no success. The guards merely brush them off. At the same time, Phelaia the Tiefling Barbarian and Kie-Pear the monk decide to seek out information at the Dragon Maw’s Tavern. They find a lead in a Half Orc who tells them to meet in the back alley. At this time the other half of the party meets up with them. The half orc tells the group that they are asking too many questions and a fight ensues. The party quickly dispatches of the thugs, stripping the half orc down to his loin cloth and stuffing him in a box. Unfortunately one of the thugs flees. The party find a note which reads:
“MEET AT THE HARBOR. #115. WATCH OUT FOR THAT OLD MAN.”
Cassandra and Sophia decide to stay and guard the unconcious half orc while the rest of the party go looking for the clues in the harbor.
At the harbor, Nanisir, Phelaia, and Kie-Pear find warehouse marked #115. They find the thug that ran away from the earlier fight telling his friends about almost getting beat up, but his cry falls to deaf ears. Meanwhile, the group devise a plan to involving the guards playing cards, control flame, mage hand, stealing some gold coins. It works and chaos ensues.
In the chaos the Monk Kie-Pear successfully climbs up the back of the warehouse, sneaks in and finds the relic rod as well as other gold and other shiny trinkets. He also finds another note that reads:
“DROG, YOU WERE PAID GOOD MONEY. DO NOT FAIL ME. MASTER EODED DOES NOT DO KINDLY TO FAILURE. WE NEED ALL OF HIS BELONGINGS. THE TIME OF HIS RETURN IS SOON. ~ELRON”
With haste, Kie-Pear drops the rod from the window into the waiting hands of Phelaia. As Phelaia holds the rod it glows faintly with a magical white hew. With relic in hand the party decides to return in haste to the museum.