Still in Phlan, the settlers were worried about the lighthouse's light, that had been extict for two days now. Guarded over by the lords of Sokol Keep and the guards of the Blackfist, it ensured safe travel in and out of the port. After asking around a bit, the Sokol's family spokesperson tasked us with finding out what has been going on in the island, where rumors of ghosts and ghost-ships ran rampant.
On the island we initially investigated the young master's rooms in the west tower. He seemed to have a fascination with Tyr (a god whose worship is currently out of fashion) and all things culty. When we found his secret shrine to Tyr and his diary, it became clear, that he and the head of the Blackfist, Krell, were looking into demon summoning, especially summoning Dagon, the Lord of the Depths.
We then entered the haunted east tower and descended into an underground cavern, where some armors greeted us as well as the recently resurrected corpses of Igan Sokol and a few other unlucky persons. A huge, threatening satute to Dagon was keeping watch over the scene. We were able to dispatch them and destroy the evil statue, when Krell and his Blackfists emerged. Turns out, Krell has been a Dagon-worshipper all along and killed Igan when he attempted to destroy the altar. We were able to take him prisoner and deliver him to the Blackfist as well as the Sokol-family and light up the lighthouse once again

Oh boy. The rumors of the Ghost Ship perveiled in Phlan and the local gravekeeper asked us to further investigate. A lot of settlements along the shoreline have been raided, burnt down and in its wake the attackers left peciuliarly goblin bones.
So we set out to a small island village that is suspected to be next in the raiders path while a storm cut off our way back to Phlan. The villagers were extremly cold toward us. Only one wanted to actually talk, and that man had clearly lost his mind when the ghost ship "Audacity" attacked his village and a dracolich burnt it down. I spent the night in his shack, since the only other possibility seemed to be the stable - where we uncovered planks from the original "Audacity", swept ashore years ago.
The next day we followed the warnings of the village's old crones and went to find the monsters in the forest. We found a hole in the ground and in it a turly terrifying altar. It was there when I left. The others later informed me that is was an altar to Tiamat and that someone within the village had forged a contract with her to protect her against the attacks of the ghost ship. Since my comrads quickly destroyed everything in there, the crones were not too happy. And sure enough - came nightfall the village was attacked. But peculiarly enough, not by ghosts and undead - there was way to much blood spilling when they were once again laid to rest.
When we rushed to the bay, we saw a ship by the name of "Audacity", ghostly yes, but not really otherworldy patrolling the shore. We jumped into a rowing boat and while we were on our way there, from the depths of the ocean came a truly ghostly sight: The apparition of a ship, long sunken, bearing the name "Audacity" and now engaging in combat with the other ship. When we rowed there, a healty brawl on deck had broken out. An intense battle later, all two crews lay dead. One part of them truly ghosts, the others mostly human, but covered in illusions to make them look like ghosts. Turns out the human pirate crew had borrowed the name "Audacity" and, with the help of a lot of illusions and goblin-bones, created these otherworldly raids. Yet when we broke the contract with Tiamat, the real Audacity sprung back to unlife and took revenge on the imposters

A wanted thief was the newest talk in the town of Phlan. Knowing the incompetence of the local police force, we went and investigated. The thief had worked as a scibe in the library, but had copied some of the books with the intent to hide certain passages about an old druidic circle, that wanted to control dragons. After finding some robes we linked the thieves to the cult of dragons, a newer organisation that follows in the footsteps of this old circle.
After a longer hike through the forest we found the old stone circle and were amushed by a handful of kobolds. After defeating the, we found a bunch of zombies were also doing that job for us. A bit of fighting later, we found the thief. Afraid we would hand him over to the cult, he told us about his mission to plunder the dungeon and bring the scale of a red dragon back to them.
After getting the keys we unlocked the door to the artifact, that was guarded by a wright. After an intense conversation with the wright, we decided to hide the keys in Phlan and securing the door once more

Cost for transcribing "Identify" from Lady Fio of Daggerford

We were approached by a member of the Black Fist to find the source of the corruption within their organisation, when suddenly, Phlan was attacked. A dragon sweeped over the city, leaving a poisonous trail in its wake. On the streets people were kidnapped and attacked. We rushed to action, killing as many attackers as we could. But the chaos was too big.
After assessing the situation, the captain of the guard approached us once more and asked us to free the imprisioned Lord of the city, while also finding out what was going on with the Black Fist and freeing as much civilians as possible.
Turns out, the Black Fist was undermined by the Dragon Cult and was now turning against each other. Some of the traiters could be identified while many others are still pretending to be a member of the guard.
The Lord was kept prisoner alongside over 100 civilians in the heavily guarded castle. The captives were about to be shipped off to work as slaves, digging to find an ancient artifact of sorts. After the guard captain thought about the situation, she proposed to attack with the remaining Black Fist to draw attention while we could surprise them from behind and free the Lord. The plan was sucessfull, sadly the captain died during the attack.
After some negotiation, the Welcomers (local smugglers) lead us and the nearly 150 civilians through the sewers out of the city where we were attacked by a high ranking cult member and her constructs. After a tough battle, we pressed on to seek refugee in the neighboring city.

Still in Phlan, the settlers were worried about the lighthouse's light, that had been extict for two days now. Guarded over by the lords of Sokol Keep and the guards of the Blackfist, it ensured safe travel in and out of the port. After asking around a bit, the Sokol's family spokesperson tasked us with finding out what has been going on in the island, where rumors of ghosts and ghost-ships ran rampant.
On the island we initially investigated the young master's rooms in the west tower. He seemed to have a fascination with Tyr (a god whose worship is currently out of fashion) and all things culty. When we found his secret shrine to Tyr and his diary, it became clear, that he and the head of the Blackfist, Krell, were looking into demon summoning, especially summoning Dagon, the Lord of the Depths.
We then entered the haunted east tower and descended into an underground cavern, where some armors greeted us as well as the recently resurrected corpses of Igan Sokol and a few other unlucky persons. A huge, threatening satute to Dagon was keeping watch over the scene. We were able to dispatch them and destroy the evil statue, when Krell and his Blackfists emerged. Turns out, Krell has been a Dagon-worshipper all along and killed Igan when he attempted to destroy the altar. We were able to take him prisoner and deliver him to the Blackfist as well as the Sokol-family and light up the lighthouse once again

Oh boy. The rumors of the Ghost Ship perveiled in Phlan and the local gravekeeper asked us to further investigate. A lot of settlements along the shoreline have been raided, burnt down and in its wake the attackers left peciuliarly goblin bones.
So we set out to a small island village that is suspected to be next in the raiders path while a storm cut off our way back to Phlan. The villagers were extremly cold toward us. Only one wanted to actually talk, and that man had clearly lost his mind when the ghost ship "Audacity" attacked his village and a dracolich burnt it down. I spent the night in his shack, since the only other possibility seemed to be the stable - where we uncovered planks from the original "Audacity", swept ashore years ago.
The next day we followed the warnings of the village's old crones and went to find the monsters in the forest. We found a hole in the ground and in it a turly terrifying altar. It was there when I left. The others later informed me that is was an altar to Tiamat and that someone within the village had forged a contract with her to protect her against the attacks of the ghost ship. Since my comrads quickly destroyed everything in there, the crones were not too happy. And sure enough - came nightfall the village was attacked. But peculiarly enough, not by ghosts and undead - there was way to much blood spilling when they were once again laid to rest.
When we rushed to the bay, we saw a ship by the name of "Audacity", ghostly yes, but not really otherworldy patrolling the shore. We jumped into a rowing boat and while we were on our way there, from the depths of the ocean came a truly ghostly sight: The apparition of a ship, long sunken, bearing the name "Audacity" and now engaging in combat with the other ship. When we rowed there, a healty brawl on deck had broken out. An intense battle later, all two crews lay dead. One part of them truly ghosts, the others mostly human, but covered in illusions to make them look like ghosts. Turns out the human pirate crew had borrowed the name "Audacity" and, with the help of a lot of illusions and goblin-bones, created these otherworldly raids. Yet when we broke the contract with Tiamat, the real Audacity sprung back to unlife and took revenge on the imposters

A wanted thief was the newest talk in the town of Phlan. Knowing the incompetence of the local police force, we went and investigated. The thief had worked as a scibe in the library, but had copied some of the books with the intent to hide certain passages about an old druidic circle, that wanted to control dragons. After finding some robes we linked the thieves to the cult of dragons, a newer organisation that follows in the footsteps of this old circle.
After a longer hike through the forest we found the old stone circle and were amushed by a handful of kobolds. After defeating the, we found a bunch of zombies were also doing that job for us. A bit of fighting later, we found the thief. Afraid we would hand him over to the cult, he told us about his mission to plunder the dungeon and bring the scale of a red dragon back to them.
After getting the keys we unlocked the door to the artifact, that was guarded by a wright. After an intense conversation with the wright, we decided to hide the keys in Phlan and securing the door once more

Cost for transcribing "Identify" from Lady Fio of Daggerford

We were approached by a member of the Black Fist to find the source of the corruption within their organisation, when suddenly, Phlan was attacked. A dragon sweeped over the city, leaving a poisonous trail in its wake. On the streets people were kidnapped and attacked. We rushed to action, killing as many attackers as we could. But the chaos was too big.
After assessing the situation, the captain of the guard approached us once more and asked us to free the imprisioned Lord of the city, while also finding out what was going on with the Black Fist and freeing as much civilians as possible.
Turns out, the Black Fist was undermined by the Dragon Cult and was now turning against each other. Some of the traiters could be identified while many others are still pretending to be a member of the guard.
The Lord was kept prisoner alongside over 100 civilians in the heavily guarded castle. The captives were about to be shipped off to work as slaves, digging to find an ancient artifact of sorts. After the guard captain thought about the situation, she proposed to attack with the remaining Black Fist to draw attention while we could surprise them from behind and free the Lord. The plan was sucessfull, sadly the captain died during the attack.
After some negotiation, the Welcomers (local smugglers) lead us and the nearly 150 civilians through the sewers out of the city where we were attacked by a high ranking cult member and her constructs. After a tough battle, we pressed on to seek refugee in the neighboring city.