Recently Lord Morn has asked us to investigate trouble at outlying farm areas. He has had reports of drow raiders hitting farms and leaving no survivors. An odd bit is that there seem to have been no slaves taken. We agreed to start checking out some farms in the northern fringe of the Daggerhills.We had just completed our first day of exploration when the lost minstrel "Rodriguez" approached our camp. He told us a tragic tale of Sallust, a paladin fallen to dark whispers of evil and domination. It was a sad story wherein the fallen hero slew his wife and children. A druid cut loose the bonds that held the castle to this world and set it adrift in the shadows. This stopped the slaying of more innocent villagers, but it did nothing to end the evil itself. Sallust now sits upon his throne in the Castle Shadowhold until bold adventurers free him of his cursed existence. Only on certain nights, when Selûne is full and strong, does Shadowhold reappear enough for adventurers to enter the castle to seek out and destroy the evil rotting its heart.

With that, Rodriguez pointed to the castle slowly materializing in the gloom. He urged us to tell him how the tragic story ends. Oskar was already packed and mounting his cat when I looked to him for direction. I hurriedly stuffed my things into a backpack and hustled off behind him and the others marching on Shadowhold.