<div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/m2TD1W2.jpg)</div>Ameiko laughed at the discovery of the strongbox. "Nice find, Yazhu. Consider your mahjong debts are forgiven!"<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Party Inventory and Treasure</div><div class="spoiler_body">Ameiko: Masterwork Lamellar (Leather) armor<br/>Baihu: Ring of Climbing<br/>Sandra: Masterwork Lamellar (steel) armor<br/>Shalelu: Medium masterwork composite longbow (2 strength modifier), 11 Desnan candles, 4 skyrockets<br/><br/>Msterwork cold iron wakizashi (unassigned)<br/>Medium masterwork chainmail bikini (light armor, 3 AC, 5 max dex, 0 ACP) (unassigned)<br/>Massage Oils (unassigned)<br/>Skeleton key - 1/6 chance of breaking (rolling 1 on a 1d6) each time it is used<br/><br/>3053 sp, 598 gp, 111 pp<br/><br/><span class="bbc_u">Consumables</span><br/>5 potions of cure light wounds<br/>2 potions of cure moderate wounds<br/>3 potions of lesser restoration<br/></div></div><br/><br/><strong>M. Waterfront:</strong>The Linnorm Kingdoms longship tied to the pier seemed relatively new, free of wear and tear and barnacles, but the vessel was partially destroyed and half-sunken. Her hull sported significant damage in the form of tremendous claw marks and what appeared to be scorch marks from a powerful electrical attack. Yazhu spotted the culprit was nearby, in the...<br/><br/><strong>O. Lagoon (CR 3):</strong>The algae-choked lagoon was shallow, appearing no more than 10 feet deep at its deepest point. On the lagoon's northwestern shore, the rotting carcass of a sea drake lay half submerged in the water. Larger than a horse, this bright green aquatic reptile had finned, winglike arms and a draconic visage - as well as several large wounds that could not be caused by an edged weapon. "A sea drake could cause this damage," Shalelu confirmed, "But who killed it?"<br/><br/>Meanwhile, a silver light rose from Yazhu's offering into the sky for a brief moment before disappearing. Whatever it was, it attracted attention from the direction of the...<br/><br/><strong>P. Cemetery Gates:</strong>A rickety wooden fence surrounded the clearing beyond, but the gates here were made of iron and flanked on either side by statues of a beautiful woman with butterfly wings - obviously Yazhu recognized them as depictions of the goddess Desna. Of more concern were the gates which were opening of their own accord, their rusty hinges creaking with age and disuse. "Undead?" whispered Sandra, as everyone else braced for battle...<br/><br/>"Wait!" A disembodied, high-pitched voice called out. "The Goddess of the North Star is pleased with you. Who are you?" It eventually became clear why they couldn't see the speaker at first - she was small, smaller even than a gnome or halfling, a fairy-sized creature flitting about in the air, who wore a sewing needle as a sword and a lacquered teacup as a hat. "Ah, where are my manners! Supukinavyoumaru, Spivey for short."