Bradley appears to each of you individually and informs you that Pegit would like to see you for your next job. “He’s in his office, I’m sure someone as talented as yourself can find it.”
You all eventually find his office. The door is open and you can see Pegit sitting at a large mahogany desk.
Pegit is thumbing through some papers as you walk into his office. He doesn’t seem to notice you as he mumbles to himself, “What’s taking them so damned long…didn’t pay them to take a bloody island vacation…now where’s that damn map…” He begins looking about his office in search for his map and he spots you all in the doorway. “Ah, good good. I’m glad you’ve all made it. I wanted to again thank those of you who worked on that monk job. Wish I could’ve gone myself, but some has to keep the bathhouses running. Am I right?!” He pauses for laughter then continues. “Yes, well that is not the only reason you are here. As I am sure Bradley has informed you, I have another job I’d like you all to do. Once again I find that I have hired substandard help and need you to finish the job.”
“One week ago I was sent a message from an anonymous party asking for my help in a matter that was not exactly aboveboard, if you know what I mean. I was inclined to disregard the request until I found the astral diamond enclosed with the letter. The sender promised more where that came from if I came through. Anyone sending astral fucking diamonds in mail delivered by carrier pigeon is either an idiot or extremely wealthy.”
Pegit hands you the letter and you read:
Dear Master Powerhand,
We wish to request your assistance in a certain matter. As you may know, the island prison Dreadhold is where all of Khorvaire’s most dangerous prisoners are held. We feel that one prisoner in particular has served his time and is due to be released. His name is Prakktos, he is a human and he is the longest held prisoner in Dreadhold. He has been held in the Deep Wards for nearly 300 years. Unfortunately, the Kundarak family that runs the prison does not agree that he should be released. This is where you come in. We are aware of your connections and we are confident in your ability to secure the release of this man in whatever way you see fit. To entice you to accept we have enclosed a small token in good faith. Much more will follow should you succeed. Don’t contact us, we will be watching.
“After I read this I put the problem to some of my more intelligent employees. The four wizards came up with an idea to tunnel underwater down into the the island then back up to the Deep Wards where Prakktos is being held. They estimated it would take the better part of a day to excavate the tunnel, spend the night there and then arrive back here the next night. That was four days ago. I need you to go to the island and complete the mission and find out what happened to the wizards if you can. My part of this was finding out the password to unlock the deep cells and unpetrify Prakktos. It should still work for the next couple days so I need this done now.”
Pegit finally finds the map and hands it to you. “This map indicates the location where the wizards descended to excavate the tunnel, that should be all you need. Go now and don’t disappoint me like most of my employees seem to be doing lately.” Pegit motions for you to leave.
As you leave his office you encounter Bradley.
“I see by the confused look on your faces that Pegit once again left out some choice details. Let me guess what you’re thinking, ’I’m not a fish. How am I supposed to descend the two hundred feet to the tunnel without dying? If I encounter anything how can I fight back? How will I be able to see anything while I’m down there?’ Was I close? Yes, well thankfully one of the Aurum’s wizards has agreed to put some rituals on you all that will remedy your concerns. You will be able to breathe water, swim as if you were a fish yourself, talk underwater, survive the cold and pressure of the water, as well as the ability to use your weapons effectively underwater. As for getting you there, you will be flown via eagles over the drop point and then you will, well… drop. Here is the piece of paper with the password for the cells as well.”
“Finally, you may be wondering who this Prakktos fellow is. Unfortunaley, we were unable to secure any files relating to him due to the extreme length of his imprisonment. We attempted to search out other avenues for historical information but it seems that that information has inexplicably vanished from the historical record. We deemed this the possible handiwork of our generous anonymous employers. I can tell you truthfully that people with the ability to do something like this scare the ever living shit out of me. Pardon me for my vulgarity, but this whole matter has gotten me out of sorts.”
“Well, do you have any questions before you are all fishified and sent on your way?”