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A Visit to the Quaint English Towne of Eaton-by-Sloth

The party journeys to Redgorge to find the merchant who asked them to meet him there. The secret password turns out to be the answer to a riddle, gaining them access to a meeting of I-Can’t-Believe-It’s-Not-Freemasons. The Chisel debates for a while, but also asks the party to find Tercival.

The Chisel provides some clues that Hilde had already found, and a boat to search downriver.

So the party searches downriver. Eventually they recognize a landmark from Tercival’s silver slab, land to investigate, and are attacked by gnolls. Following a trail, they eventually find a cave, which they enter to search. At this point a giant cave sloth eats Hilde.

Fortunately, a previously-unseeen angelic guardian of the region had already decided that this was the right time to “help” the party with a cryptic message. Because helping by doing something useful is apparently against angel law. But raising Hilde on the way was not against angel law, so Nidrama does so and then monologues at the party:

Nidrama's warning:
Powerful forces of chaos and evil are afoot. I dare not remain here long lest my presence attract the attention of those forces. Yet I could not sit by and watch you march into danger without warning you. The Lord of the Demonskar knows of your approach, and even now his minions prepare for your arrival. They shall use deceit and treachery against you, just as they have done with Alex Tercival before you. You must remain absolute; Alek Tercival must be saved.

I have no aid to offer you but knowledge. In ages past, I provided to Surabar Spellmason a powerful weapon to assist him in his conflict with the Lord of the Demonskar. This was Alakast, a sword infused with an undying hatred of the fiends of the outer rifts. Unfortunately, Alakast was stolen centuries ago, ripped from Spellmason's tomb by a grave robber. Yet do not despair, for it is fated that Alakast should be wielded again against the Lord of the Demonskar. It has found its way to you, and all that needs be done is for you to claim it. Seek Alakast in the lair of my false sisters, beyond the watchful eyes of the north.

That is all I can offer, my friends. I wish you well in your travails, heroes, and never lose sight of your goals.

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