Krilkle and Strude, emboldened from their last success, decided to inquire about Mustment for more information concerning the solid gold statue they had laboriously hauled back through the swamp.
They met Kreass and Gav, who Strude could not communicate with due to his lack of linguistic agility. Through a stilted and awkward conversation often verging on the racist, they negotiated a deal to sell the statue for 90 gold pieces (about 30 more than it would have been worth if melted down for raw materials) and secured a contract to provide more artifacts to Kreass. The contract came with a 10 gold bonus and a warning that they had better produce something of interest.
During the meeting with Kreass, a penniless bard, Francis Wallclimber, who had been performing unsuccessfully in the Three-Walls Tavern inserted himself into the dialog for unknown reasons. He appeared to be quite spry and adept at climbing walls. During the negotiation he was given numerous prompts by Krilkle to lend some assistance and justify his uninvited presence but each fell flatter than the bard’s lute-work.
The negotiations concluded on a rather sour note, Krilkle being unable to sell either the bard or Strude for sex to Kreass, however it was revealed that Gav might be interested should their arrangement bear profit.
Krilkle and Strude spend the better part of the next day attempting to gather information and get their bearings regarding the Shifting Lands in order to make good on their promise. The shiftless bard attempted to busk for the downtrodden public in Mustment with little success, despite the generous tips he had received from Krilkle for his mediocre assistance.
Krilkle and Strude, having finally exhausted their own patience and the knowledge of the locals decided to put up for the night and venture into the swamps the following morning.
On their way out, they saw a dwarf sleeping in the tavern, wearing priestly vestments. Strude grabbed him by his collar and dragged him along, Krilkle tossed a gold to the bard who was ruining an ancient folk ballad of Sulia outside the tavern, and the four set out for adventure.
Strude led them astray for three fucking miserable days after they missed their ferry. Three days and two nights later, wet, alone and in total darkness in the swamp, they called it in and returned to Mustment. The journey may have been a success had any of the adventurers thought to include a way to light a fire in their personal kits or ask anyone in town to draw them a map to where they might find a risen temple. Lamp oil is just stinky and heavy if you can’t put a spark to it.
First thing upon arriving back in Mustment everyone purchased a flint and steel in order to never again be without fire, except for Francis Wallclimber who inscrutably purchased a flint and silver. Perhaps bards just need to be fancy.