It began as a peaceful morning in Middlesborne. Adventurers from far and wide had arrived in the town ahead of the morning’s hirings, but as the sun crested the hill and the appropriately sociable hour arrived for gathering in the hiring square alarm bells began to ring out from the docks. Smoke drifted on the breeze. The noise of panic rose on the air and our adventurers found themselves turning to deal with a greater threat near at hand.
The town of Middlesborne was under attack, and the heroes of Ithron were called upon to do what they do best.