Re: Thunderspire Labyrinth
Sister Linora blink-blink-blinks at the response she gets. She nibbles her lower lip and bows to the heroes.
"Thank you," she says, "Avandra bless you. Lord Padraig and Baron Stockmer may be willing to offer you a reward for your success."
Valthrun headshakes.
"A different reason. Curiosity mostly.
Have you ever heard the legends of Thunderspire Mountain?
Tales claim that a great city built by minotaurs in the ancient
days waits within the depths of the mountain. If you are in search
of adventure, then exploring those ruins and bringing back
word of the wonders you see would make this old man extremely
happy. Think about how strange such a place must be! And
imagine the treasures that might remain from such an alien time
and location.”
"Sweet!" Mittens answers, "Hopefully the badguys are deep inside such ruins and we can kill two birds with one stone!"
If the PCs are intrigued by this idea, Valthrun promises to
provide them with as much information as he can uncover
in his library. This boils down to a few pertinent legends,
as outlined below.
✦ This valley was once ruled by the minotaur lords of the
underground city of Saruun Khel. It disappeared from
history’s stage about three hundred years ago.
✦ Two specific parts of the city appear in various texts
about Thunderspire Mountain—the Labyrinth and the
Seven-Pillared Hall.
✦ Recent rumors speak of the Mages of Saruun—modern
arcanists who seem to have some lesser or greater influence
in what remains of the ruined city.
Valthrun doesn’t have any additional information, but he
longs to convince a party of adventurers to explore the
place and bring him back firsthand news. “Such wonders
you will see,” he keeps on repeating, “ such wonders, I am
sure!”
The old sage even offers to make it worth the effort of
the adventurers, though he adds that “anything I provide
will pale before the amazing treasures you uncover, I am
sure.” He promises a small monetary reward, as well as a
ritual from his private collection.
Kitau's steely glare at the prisoners turns ice cold. She nods in reply, her expression full of contempt, but her eyes never leave the prisoners.