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Three weeks ago, 3 Pathfinder lodge relics disappeared from the Vaults of Absalom, the following calling card was left in the vault.
Search ye far or search ye near,
You’ll find no trace of the three
Unless you follow instructions clear,
For the weapons abide with me.
North past forest, farm, and furrow
You must go to reach the feathered mound.
Then down away from the sun you’ll burrow—
Forget life, forget light, forget sound.
To rescue Wave, you must do battle
With the Beast in the Boiling Bubble.
Crost cavern vast, where chain-links rattle
Lies Whelm, past waterspouts double.
Blackrazor yet remains to be won
Underneath inverted ziggurat.
That garnered, think not that you’re done,
For now you’ll find you are caught.
I care not, former delvers brave,
What heroes you send most dire.
Though mighty, each shall be my slave
Or vanish into the fire.
Keraptis