Active Quests - Day 6

A Pact of Pleasure (Updated)
Three rituals in one night—Karlach in the cauldron, Shadowheart on her knees, Lae'zel finally admitting "you may do it again." The seeds you're planting are taking root faster than you expected.

Find a Cure (Updated)
The Dream Visitor's alliance holds for now, and the ritual keeps buying time daily. But supplies are running thin, and Ethel's cauldron may be the only way to keep working on Karlach at all.

The Githyanki Warrior (Updated)
She asked for it this time, sat willingly, and didn't flinch when it started. "You may do it again"—the closest thing to consent and want she's given yet.

Daughter of Darkness (Updated)
She returned the favor on her own terms, framed as gratitude rather than desire—but asked for "same time tomorrow" anyway. Shar's pain-as-devotion belief is bending, not breaking, under your framing.

The Unwritten
Withers claims to have no records of you in his books—no fate to follow, no soul to return should you fall. He won't interfere. But he's watching.

Our Fiery Friend (Updated)
The cauldron worked. First real touch in ten years, and she wants more—already promising to return the favor "properly." Dammon's forge is still the long-term fix, but this bought real ground in the meantime.

Get Help from Auntie Ethel (Updated)
A bargain struck: Mayrina's whole grim operation moves to the Grove in exchange for a clean youth potion, her petrified dwarf, a strand of hag hair, and her cauldron. Ethel expects her end kept in seven days—or there'll be a reckoning.

Kindred Schemer (Updated)
There's a note hidden near the coast, signed by Kagha, detailing a secret pact with the Shadow Druids to turn the Grove into their closed enclave. If it's real, it's leverage—maybe enough to make room for Ethel's arrangement without asking nicely.

The Blasphemous Rite
Birth, Growth, Decay, Death, Rebirth—the Oak Father's sacred cycle, and somewhere in it, a way to make blasphemy stick. The seed is planted in your pocket. The ritual isn't planted in your head yet.

The Blade Declined
Wyll sprinted past without a second glance—for now. The self-styled Blade of Frontiers doesn't seem the type to stay a stranger for long, and his brand of heroics is the last thing your plans need nearby.