Active Quests - Day 13

A Pact of Pleasure (updated)
The seed’s work is done—the Oak Father’s cycle lies shattered, the Grove’s heart stilled, and power flows freely to the one who broke it. A new thrall kneels fully bound, her strength restored by the Prince’s hand and reshaped to serve.

Find a Cure
A shared vision hit the whole party at once, stopped only by Shadowheart's mysterious relic—three figures loomed in the psychic storm, names only you recognized. Ketheric Thorm. Gortash. Orin. Whatever's coming, it's bigger than goblins.

The Githyanki Warrior (updated)
She accepts the newest addition without question, her loyalty fixed on strength alone. In the tent she yields body and breath once more, the cracks in her discipline now open roads of devotion.

Daughter of Darkness (updated)
Jealousy softens into wary acceptance; the cleric’s heart makes room for one more so long as the center remains hers. Comfort and claiming intertwine beneath Shar’s sigil, the Lady’s silence deeper than before.

The Unwritten
Withers observes that faith and flesh are being toyed with alike. The divine watch in silence, and Shar least of all is known for mercy. The tale continues to sway between danger and delight.

Our Fiery Friend (updated)
Morning praise and shared heat steady her engine for another day, yet the children’s fate still weighs heavy. She swallows her distrust of the newest companion for the sake of the fight ahead.

Get Help from Auntie Ethel (updated)
The youth potion, the transferred womb, the risen corpse and the living stone have all played their parts. The hag now marches toward the coming battle under a temporary truce—children still promised, the dwarf still the final coin.

Kindred Schemer (updated)
Kagha’s ambition is fully claimed; the Shadow Druids’ tool has become a willing dagger. Youth restored, powers rewritten, she walks at your side as ranger and confidant, her serpent already tasting your scent.

The Blasphemous Rite (updated)
Birth, growth, decay and death have been twisted in the grotto beneath the Idol. The Grove’s magic is broken, the balance undone; the seed’s purpose is fulfilled and the land itself now bears the mark.

The Blade Declined
Wyll bears new horns for his defiance, and a seeing stone where an eye once was. The nightly rites have ended for him—for now. The Blade of Frontiers remains, quieter, marked, and still bound.

Unlocking the Black Art
The Necromancy of Thay rests in the pack, its whispers patient and persistent. What secrets does the screaming skull hold, and what price will reading it demand?

The Drow
Minthara marked the tadpole in you as kinship, then Graz'zt marked her with something else entirely. One day until the goblins reach the grove—Whether that makes her an asset, a weapon, or a liability yet to detonate is still an open question.

Devil's Advocate
History between the Prince and the cambion surfaces—brief, ambitious, unfinished. A plan to turn Mizora against her mistress is permitted for amusement’s sake alone; should it succeed, a place in Azzagrat awaits her.

A Meddling Devil
Raphael appears on the road and carries the party to his table in Avernus. Permanent freedom from the tadpoles is offered; every voice declines. The refusal unsettles him—what power does he sense that makes a devil sweat?