Cambrinth Hattery/Volume 1

Cambrinth Hattery

Is Zauldin Working to Cook Us All Zaul-done?

A truth firebomb dropped on you like you’re a small fishing village.

Greetings Elanthians. I have something for YOU to think about.

Have you ever heard of Zauldin? The supposedly “Redeemed Necromancer” consorting with Khoheke Moglin and a large group of mainland adventurers on a quest to end the Lich of Basalt Isle? What if I offered to you this…viewpoint to sit on for a bit? Zauldin is no more than a necrotic reconstruction bent on the fiery destruction and seizure of Reshalian lands. First bit of Evidence more solid than an Iron Constitution barrier: The man himself: He’s kind of weird guys. He comes around, talking about not having much of his memory before his redemption, but has enough of his faculties to be out there working on an ultimate weapon of destruction in conjunction with the Temple? Sounds fishier than blue bellied croc droppings if you ask this Rakash.

Speaking of flaming superweapons. Why does he need a native holy caster to power his? Is it sorcery? Do we want to mix fire and holy sorcery? Sounds kind of destructive, consuming even. Think about that!

And what about his motives!? Why does he want to get involved? What stake does he hold? I’ll tell you why. Because He is really under the complete and total control of Sidhlot! Sidhlot hasn’t been seen in ages, and in that time has had plenty of time to plan, construct and execute this plan to claim the Basalt Isle (and maybe even Qi in general) in the name of Bone Elf dominance.

Think about THAT!

Annael Sighting?

Upon Hearing rumors on the wind, this Peddler of Thought decided to act.

Is Sivroch really Annael? The former Crossing Empath guild leader?

This Information relay station wants to find out!

My first stop was to the local pub, because theyre a great source of truth.

Upon entering Kygar’s Pub, I was greeted with an odd scene. Everyone was angry and it looked like a fire had happened there recently, possibly one started by a Rakish Rakash and Buccaneering Gnome.

When I asked about the subject I was greeted by the owner of the establishment, who led with “Please, I don’t have any more money! I’d rather you not come back, but if you do could you at least help rebuild the Pub?!”

Strange greeting, but nonetheless I am determined to get an answer!!

(column will continue next time, im running out of printing press space)