Day 1: Part 1 (Stopping a Duel)
DM : The bustling city of Havenreach surrounds you with its sights and sounds as midday sun warms the cobblestone streets. You've only been here three days since leaving your quiet elven hometown behind. Ahead, a growing crowd gathers in the city square, their excited voices rising above the normal market chatter. As you approach, you see people forming a ring around two fgures - one a well-dressed nobleman brandishing a rapier, the other a weathered city guard captain with a grimexpression. "Last chance to retract your accusation, Captain Voss!" the nobleman calls out, twirling hisblade with practiced fourish. "Or meet me in proper duel!" Flerbilian Piquélric : Do I recognize the nobleman? DM : A fash of memory cuts through your thoughts. Lord Atherton, yes. A minor noble, known more for his famboyant duels and questionable honor than for any true accomplishment. His family’s crest, a prancing unicorn on a feld of gold, is recognizable enough, though they hol...