The Upwelling
The party's primary benefactor and contact in Sharn, the halfling Sasha ir'Dayne, has requested the party to carry a package of correspondance to Weatherbridge, a small town a few days distant.Rain, and more rain. Sasha offered this job more as something to tide you over until he could gather the information he needed, it has become clear that you would have done better spending money in the pub back in Sharn, where it was warm and dry, than earning money taking this packet to Weatherbridge.
The drizzle lightens enough for you to throw back the hood of your cloak, just in time to sink almost over your boot-tops in a mudhole. Cursing the halfling and his "kindness", you extract your leg and look up to see a dark figure at the side of the road waving frantically...
