We sing a song of lament, for Thendras Mirian has been captured and left to the devices of the murderous orcs.
The rest of the band: Ulok, Kath, Lauriel, and Salvador have returned to us – battered and bloodied.
Beware the briar patch – the Ogre may still lurk within
Beware the fluttering sounds of leathery wings – an unseen devil harries unsuspecting travelers – stinging with a numbing barb from hell.
Shall the adventurers rescue their comrad Thendras? Shall any return from the night that sets upon that insidious castle?
-Ott the Ferret (Bard and town crier)