The Lost Gods of Cureal

In a dark corner of the Warden City of Dafeld sits the Musty Casket, a tavern that had been a part of the city for as long as any one could remember. Although its ale is stale and the barmaids old, the dusty tavern pulled in its fair share of customers. Positioned just across the street form an Ulric smithy is prime location for attracting those in need of a drink. On this night, however, it was packed more than usual. The keen observer would notice that apart from the normal patronage there appeared to be five well armed individuals seated throughout the tavern taking no part of the drunken singing and other festivities. Each watched the bar with an anxious eye, as if waiting for something to happen. Then, the door burst open…

The Lost Gods of Cureal

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