Welcome weary travelers. Word is that Korgin and Dorgan are held at a nearby prison… and are in fact basically running the place. The party takes the opportunity to increase their numbers before the final battle.

Ah, traveler! You’ve the look of one who’s braved dark dungeons, whispered bargains with fate, and danced upon the edge of destiny itself. Sit, warm yourself by the fire, and let me tell you of relics both wondrous and perilous—items not found in dusty tomes or forgotten ruins, but whispered of in the halls of legend.