DonnalKellar calls me into his office. He needs us to escort a VIP to a town just to the South. We took him south, and on our way back (about 1 hour outside Lankhmar), we stop at TheWayfare.

A strange melancholy comes over us.

Suddenly two men burst in, carrying a third, wounded man. They call the innkeep (Fozzy) to help. I tell LuciusGhee and ShoshaTheDancer to see what happened. I go look outside. LuciusGhee puts some swamp magic on it.

Outside I can see that it is raining a bit, with a heavier storm coming in. I come back.

We all notice that the wound is very jagged, and he has something in his hand. LuciusGhee tries a little healing (but has little effect as he bleeds profusely). The thing in his hand appears to be golden. One of the companions grabs the hand and puts it to his chest. LuciusGhee nicks an artery and blood spurts everywhere as the patient fails to survive.

ShoshaTheDancer asks them what happened. The woman just says she needs a drink.

We invite the survivors over to our table.

Me and Punt here were out by the rocks. We heard thunder like a storm, but there was no storm there. We looked around and found a wrecked sloop. There were some survivors. Don't know why they weren't going to the docks. Maybe they were pirates.

Glib went over to help one in the surf and then a shark bit him! They dragged him up to Fozzy's place.

ShoshaTheDancer asks about the gold object in Glib's hand. Asks if it was from the wreck (and they agree).

They want us to go with them. I agree (maybe there is something going on the Thieves' Guild should know about.