The party has found themselves in Honiesale once again, now seemingly more permanently since finding yourselves under the employ of Vizen Dewdrinker.

For the past six months, you have served as Dewdrinker’s trusted agents, helping to maintain the delicate balance that keeps the village safe and prosperous. Dewdrinker has positioned himself as the village’s leader, ensuring that trade flourishes and the people remain protected from outside threats.

Dewdrinker’s rise to the top of the food chain coincides with the dismantling of two once-formidable factions in the region—the Crimson Sashes and the White Boars. These rival groups once fought for control under their various leaders but have since been driven into obscurity in Honiesale by Dewdrinker’s cunning leadership and strategic alliances. Although there are occasional skirmishes and rumors of goblin or trickster activity, Dewdrinker’s influence has kept the peace.

Honiesale has mostly known prosperity under his guidance, and your party has been well-compensated for your efforts in safeguarding trade routes, farmers, and merchants from those who would disrupt the village’s growth. The once-modest village has evolved into a bustling market town, with merchants, travelers, and performers flooding its streets. The local tavern, The Fat Dragon, has become a favored gathering place for rumors and information, especially concerning strange happenings on the outskirts of the village...

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With yet another change of pace, following your exit from the Guild after two grueling years of training under various mentors, where have you found yourself? What has life looked like since you left Althaktla and Galathor behind you... for now. Please fill out this form whenever you have the time!

Please be as brief or as in-depth as you like! No stress or pressure!