It’s a trap! Our heroes have been ambushed in the bush while a cauldron’s mysterious contents bubbles on a nearby campfire. Shabba realizes he has made a grievous linguistic error. Azlo gleams on. Tokas makes a visual assessment.

The party heads upriver toward Ranzdel, seeking the location of Felmindar’s traveling show. Azlo finds the next clue. Shabba discovers a bubblin’ crude. Tokas fires up a new vial.

Before our heroes take ship, they must assemble the proper magicks and form a plan for the reckoning of him who shall not be named. Shabba makes an uncouth request. Azlo chats up the locals. Tokas leaves no stone unturned.

Our heroes finally make the jump across the pond. Tokas gets ready to do the brew. Azlo extracts some extra bravado. Shabba crashes into the language barrier.

Equipped with new evidence that the cult has infiltrated the guild, our heroes seek an audience with a high-ranking member of the Sapphire Sabre to discuss the ongoing efforts in counteracting the insidious nature of the Altorics. Shabba chastises the guild. For Tokas, it’s hammer time. Azlo wines and dines.

What our heroes thought was the safety of the Sapphire Sabre has been infiltrated by individuals who are clearly up to no good. Tokas gets persuaded. Shabba shields the helpless. Azlo chain-heals.

Our heroes imagined themselves safe within the walls of the Sapphire Sabre’s Guildhall, but they will soon think again. Shabba keeps his distance. Azlo gets nicked. Tokas makes the save.

The party returns to the city above, making a desperate bid to convince high-ranking members of the Sabre to confront the cultist threat beneath their feet. Tokas takes some new magic for a spin. Azlo adorns his brow. Shabba makes an appeal.

Our heroes thought they had escaped? They had no idea! Azlo pushes the puddle. Tokas sees through the red. Shabba seals the hatch.

The party’s escape plan begins to unravel immediately. Tokas draws a crowd. Shabba lays down some carpeting. Azlo ensorcels the skies.