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Return of Father Charlatan [SPOILERS]
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Hello, all!
I'm currently DMing book three (Broken Moon) of the Carrion Crown AP. I just thought I would share the return of one of my favorite baddies: Father Charlatan.

Party experience in Haunting at Harrowstone:
The PCs face a haunted prison in the first book. They, essentially, have to go in and bust the ghosts. Father Charlatan was one of them. He was a con-artist that would go from town to town swindling people out of their possessions by taking on the guise of one of their most trusted religious leaders. They find his body in one of the cells wrapped in chains bearing the holy symbols of many religions along with a note of his intentions should he break out. This is when Fivel, our group swashbuckler, becomes haunted.

The next fight that they were in, when Fivel was dealt ONE damage, I informed him that his character had died and moved the player to a different room. I went back and forth between the player and the group. Fivel was faced with an acolyte of their religion and was being convinced that his true power would be found through accepting death. The party saw that character hit the ground and immediately become wrapped in ghostly chains that attempted to suffocate him. Fivel just barely made enough Will saves to not be convinced to die.

The party survived. Later they take his collection of holy symbols that they find in the evidence room of the prison.

Fast forward to a couple of weeks ago. The party approaches the Stairs of the Moon. A temple to Desna. I ask the party "what gods do all of you follow and do you have a holy symbol of some kind?". Fivel replies "Yeah. I've got, like, all of the holy symbols. I have that necklace with all of the holy symbols on it from the prison". The rest of the party asks him "why do you still have that?! Are you crazy?!"...they all quickly forget
I don't.

Later that session, they activate Desna's temple and talk with the goddess. Fivel gets an additional message where Desna informs him that she sees great potential in him and that she wants him to be her chosen blade. She grants him a permanent +1 DEX.

Father Charlatan is back and he's stronger than before.

The party gets to Feldgrau. As they start clearing out some of the buildings, they come across a chapel of Abadar. I ask every one of them to make a Will save. They fail. Each one of them blacks out and falls to the floor. I hand them each an index card with a vision on it.

Fivel's card says that Desna appears and wishes to make him "Highwayman of the North Star" and grant him all associated benefits. He agrees to this. Desna informs him that all clergy of Desna shall now him by name and help him with whatever he may need...this is not true

Our hunter was the only actual follower of Desna. His vision was Desna, basically, calling him useless and no longer needed for the party now that they have Fivel.

The other party members visions:

Our party sorcerer had a vision that his family (deceased) wanted him to allow the Whispering Way to succeed and that it was to only way for them to be together again. (He refused to believe it)

Our gnome brawler was approached by Gorum and Irori. They gave him the choice of great physical power or the intelligence to finally fit in with his gnomish brethren. (He refused them both)

Our shaman was was propositioned by Urgathoa to join forces. Their combined, offset powers could bring down the Whispering Way. (he refused her)

Our investigator was offered to have her past revealed by Calistra...This was mostly because this player lost their characters background story and couldn't remember it. (She accepted)

Characters that accepted their new gods had to change their character sheet to reflect this and were given permanent bonuses to their stats. Those that refused, took some stat damage.

They woke up from their visions to the quickly fading sounds of chains rattling.

I can't wait to move this along. Soon, Father Charlatan is going to start blackmailing those characters that accepted bonuses and he's going to start convincing those that refused their visions that their mission/party is not needed.

The best thing: No one suspects a thing.
Father Charlatans Journal...
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I was a little sad that my party didn't make it to see the Father this last session. He seems to me like he's going to be the most interesting of the five.
I did copy the original journal and I modified it a bit.
Here is my version of Father Charlatan's journal:

Near the body you see a parchment. It has been rolled tightly, flattened, and stained from the years it has spent on the floor. Written in tiny letters, you find a day to day journal written by this cells final inmate. Due to the handwriting, age, and condition, most of the entries are illegible.

Day one:
Finally, I have been able to access a parchment and quill. I have lost all sense of time in this insufferable place. I am quite certain I have been here nearly a year since my imprisonment. There is no way to know. These slack-jawed guards refuse to answer any questions that I put forth.
They mockingly call my cell "the luxury suite". But, perhaps it is compared to the depths below. The screams of the mad can be heard even up here. One of the voices in particular constantly barks orders for the guards to return his spell book. There are heavy rumors that he is the reason that none of the guards are to be addressed by name in the lower levels.

Day ten:
These chains rub me raw. A barbaric treatment, at best. I know these gods and religions better than any "holy man". I laugh at the irony of these religious symbols they use to weigh me down. Some of these gods would punish their followers severely for applying such a punishment on someone in their name.

Day eleven:
The ones in the basement grow bold. There are whispers all over the prison. Those in the lower levels do not speak of escape. They seek to overthrow and take control. I do not know what I would do in such a plot. I doubt I would find it very difficult to influence a group that was powerful enough to not only take this fortress but maintain its resurrection. Control by the oppressors to control by the oppressed and, eventually, my control over them ... such a pleasant dream

Day thirteen:
Such a commotion! This may be it! The start of the insurrection.
There was an explosion in the dungeon just a few moments ago. The only thing that makes me nervous is that these dullards might slaughter me before I can pour my honeyed words in their ear. The guards are running all about, trying to gather arms and supplies. This is it!
The smell of smoke is starting to fill the air.