You learn that your attackers were Harbingers that wanted to kill you because some of the Harbinders' crude prophecies could have been invalidated by Eylysia’s cache.
After surviving the ambush, you are able to leave the Shrine of the Failed after some explanations to the city guard who take the three Harbingers into custody.
The crowd gathered around the Starstone Cathedral has disbanded, and many of the locals are still horrified following Sir Reinhart’s attempt to vault the chasm on horseback, which ended with a fall into oblivion.
You deliver Eylysia’s cache to the Grand Lodge. Drandle Dreng personally thanks you for your successful investigation, indicating his interest in your future careers as Pathfinders.
In the next weeks you receive a lot of attention as the news about your discovery spreads!
Several Venture-Captains from near and far send you their regards.
The Wounded Wisp staff is still flabbergasted about your discovery and has received some funding from the society with which the repair the disgrace in their cellar. You now also enjoy Heryn's gratitude which means that the first drink is always on the house!
And of course you can be sure that several agents in the Wounded Wisp will never forget you and the events of that night.
After about a month you receive a summons to gather in the Grand Lodge as Dreng wants to give you a thorough debrief on this mission.
When you arrive in the meeting room you are all together again but Dreng is not there, yet.
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"Well I'll be. Aint that just a shiny piece o 'formation? Here we's bein goodly society crew and that darn thing failed ter run on air." remarks Bob with a chuckle.
"Sure is a ting, ya know? Coulda told 'em that horse were doomed."
Sauntering in with his musket draped over his shoulder, he nods to his companions. "Pleased ter see yall 'gain."
Looking around for the man responsible for their summons, he frowns. "Aint seein no Dreng. Yall dun think clowns got him, do ya?"
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"Well I'll be. Aint that just a shiny piece o 'formation? Here we's bein goodly society crew and that darn thing failed ter run on air." remarks Bob with a chuckle.
"Sure is a ting, ya know? Coulda told 'em that horse were doomed."
"Sir, I cannot for the life of me fathom the meaning of a single syllable that you have managed to string together." Golthwur remarks. "Thus, let me inform you that I believe that we have obtained some information of note. Although, we, members of the Society, were minding out own business, it seems that this Harbingers organization mistook us as individuals interfering with their misguided efforts to see ineffective prophesies brought to fruition--a task that was destined for failure even before it began."
Golthwur crosses his arms and smiles, quite satisfied with his belief that he has taught his fellow mage something new.
Golthwur appears per Dreng's summons, but does not see the Venture-Captain. He first eyes his fellow Pathfinders with suspicion, wondering if the Venture-Captain has disguised himself as one of his fellows. He then huffs and says, "Last time, the old man sent us to recover a bottle of wine. It is my sincerest hope that he does not now ask us to venture forth and return with a brick of cheese."
A little female gnome comes in again and says with a sigh "So sorry, but Dreng is not able to join you again! But Venture-Captain Ambrus Valsin will be here shortly! You guys have become a popular?! Hee?" she says with a little bit of jealousy in her voice.
She leaves again slamming the door.
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After about ten minutes Venture-Captain Ambrus Valsin's enters the room. He looks at you with a keen interest.
"Your recent investigations and recovery of agent Eylysia’s papers have already yielded results. Under my direction, a team of scholars has tracked down the long-retired Society ciphers the gnome used and translated many of her entries. Although many of these records present valuable leads, one is especially timely and exciting.
Several months ago, the Pathfinder Society recovered an incomplete relic called the Sky Key. Its missing components disappeared millennia ago, carried by dwarven refugees to the far corners of Avistan and beyond, and the Society has struggled to follow these faint trails to piece the potent device back together. It appears Eylysia may have found one of the pieces centuries ago!
She writes of a visit to Tar Kuata in Osirion, where she not only met with the Iroran devotees there, but also the curious order of dwarven monks known as the Ouat. According to her journals, some of the resident dwarves’ ancestors arrived long ago from the distant north bearing a broken treasure of wire and steel. Based on additional context and several magical divinations, I have reason to believe Eylysia—and you—may have found one of the lost pieces of the Sky Key!
We need to make diplomatic contact to the Ouat which will take months. But as soon as I am contacted by Venture-Captain Norden Balentiir in Sothis to prepare for an expedition I will potentially contact you. If your future missions show me that this was not a lucky shot!
Until then I wish you all the best on your future missions!"
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As Valsin begins discussing the Sky Key, Golthwur becomes lost in thought. Oh, bother. Does the Society truly expect me to leave my tower and my all important studies and trade books for sand?! Golthwur ponders silently. Oh, the demands on one as talented as I! Tis a burden to be so skilled, I suppose.
Golthwur subconsciously strokes his beard. Still, I suppose the opportunity to examine an ancient artifact has its draw.
When the Venture-Captain says, "lucky shot", the wizard finds himself reaching down to his latest wound. As he does so, the old man trips on the hem of his long robes and takes a tumble. “I meant to do that.” Golthwur says promptly.