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GM Bret’s PF2 1-11 Flames of Rebellion
Kerinha Napsunar
The Squire
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The Squire
To my illustrious associates,
I hope this missive finds you in good health. Recent news from out of the River Kingdoms has made the Society aware of important histories that may have been resting directly under our noses for the past several centuries. One of the founding Pathfinders, a woman named Kerinha Napsunar, whose exploits in the Chronicles have often had curious gaps and omissions, appears to have once had a temporary lodge in or near what is today the town of Sauerton. I implore you to travel there and speak to the locals. See if you can track down any documents or records of Napsunar’s time in the area or the purpose of her lodge.
You should find an ally in Sauerton in the form of the town’s mayor, Thalia Andares. Several years ago, the Society assisted Thalia in navigating a difficult situation with her father, and she has remained a trusted and reliable ally ever since. Her knowledge of the town and its families should quicken your investigations immensely.
If you discover that the lodge still stands or any of its contents have been preserved, please do your best to obtain any documents or possessions of the Society that remain. Once you have obtained whatever evidence there is to obtain, please report back to me hear in Almas.
Yours most sincerely,
Venture-Captain Brackett
Thalia Andares
Mayor of Sauerton
A meeting in the woods!
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But despite my frequent letters to the imperial governor, I fear my request will go unheard. Diggen Thrune and his ilk are considered heroes in the capital thanks to their efforts in “protecting the empire’s borders and quelling rebellion,” while I’m seen as little more than a foreign agitator, despite my accomplishments and discoveries, several of which have benefitted the empire.
These tactics the imperial forces are using will have detrimental effects. Many of these so-called rebels were simply farmers and landowners asking for fair representation, or at least some pretense of imperial protection in return for the tithes and taxes they pay. This heavy-handed tyranny goes too far by several measures, and if the empire does not lighten its touch and work to fulllits responsibilities to its people, it may not last long enough to suffer the long-term effects of foolish choices like leaving the rebels unburied and unshriven or provoking the elven communities who call the nearby forests home.
Perhaps I can convince Durvin to get involved; he’ll see the sense in my warnings, and they’ve been publishing his last adventure in a string of serials across the empire. I’d ask Selmius, but I’m afraid the old fool has more dignity than sense when it comes to dealing with politicians. Gregaro would surely understand my worries, but with his heritage and the prejudices running rampant across the empire these days, I fear his word would carry even less weight than my own. There must be something
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To all servants of the empire,
Let it be known that the bearer of this deed is the rightful owner of the property known as Diggen's Rest and the adjacent property, constituting a parcel of 40 square acres. By the authority granted me under imperial decree as a humble and loyal servant of the empire, may its days stretch unending, this deed supplants all previous claims of ownership.
Title and holdings to the property known as Diggen's Rest transferred to the organization known as the Pathfinder Society this 10th day of Arodus, 4615 AR.
Signed and sealed,
Magistrate Arinnia Arvanxi
My dearest friend,
It has been too long since we last traveled together! I know that Durvin worries the creature we met at the sealed gate may seek us out with ill intent if ever our keys are gathered together in one place, but I miss your kind face and humble smile. How fair things on the southern continent? Did your friends at the Magaambya have any insights into the nature of the keys or the door? Selmius, pompous buffoon that he is, has traveled to some island that he believes holds answers, but as you and I both know, that one is a scholar and by no means a diplomat. I fear for his safety far more than I hold out hope he will uncover anything.
I worry that my time here in Cheliax will soon be coming to an end. I have no taste for the empire’s tactics in quelling those seeking more freedom and better representation, and I fear my reputation may proceed me in the eyes of too many aristocrats looking for “rebels” to crucify. I intend to return home for a time, and from there on to Quantium. Perhaps the arcanists there will have some answers that will allow us to discharge this burdensome pact and travel together once more.
Your friend always,
Kerinha
In the throne room with Nashaxian