Part 2: Phandalin

Garaele shakes her head, "No, I had a run-in with some goblins on my way back from Conyberry. Managed to get away but not before I got a couple scrapes, the people in town worry too much for me. I went to see a banshee that resides near there, but she was not in her lair... pity, I had an important question for her," she says, and then turns thoughtful for a moment, "Perhaps, when you have some more time you would like to try? Maybe you'd have better luck than I. I don't have much in the way of gold, but I could part with some potions for your trouble."

Garaele accepts the coins gratefully, "I will see that this gets put to good use, thank you. Yes, Agatha the banshee has been around for longer than anyone can remember. She generally minds her own business, and sometimes even answers questions for people for the right price. She was a powerful magic-user in life, you see, and a diviner at that."

Sildar looks impressed again, "The druid, eh? A good choice, Reidoth would probably know of anything like a castle in the area, no one knows the woods better than he. Where's he at now?"

Anyone may roll a History check to see if you know anything of Agatha

Xora and Wish are clueless on Agatha's history.

Kama knows that Agatha's lair is a short way into the Neverwinter Wood, near a now abandoned village called Conyberry. She was supposedly a very powerful elven wizard in her time. She was known to protect the village of Conyberry on occasion, and was known to sometimes trade with travelers.

"If you're headed to Thundertree then she's out of the way, on the other end of the forest, and it sounds like your friend needs help. You can return to me if you get a chance later on after your troubles are over," Garaele responds to Kama's inquiry.

Sildar nods at what Wish has said, "Yes, he does seem to be out that way quite often from what I hear."

"They're just a bunch of bullies and thugs, looking to show off how tough they are. They don't have much opposition around here, so any newcomer who can handle a blade or sling a spell is a threat to them. They don't want anyone taking their fun away from them," Sildar says, obviously disgusted by the thought of them.

"Sounds about right," Garaele says, agreeing with Sildar wholeheartedly.

Garaele smiles at Wish, amused by his awkwardness, "You appear to be on a noble quest, so I suppose I could afford to part with a couple potions," she says and reaches into her robe, pulling out two vials of red liquid, "No payment required, I just ask that when you return you come and see me to assist me with Agatha. I would give more, but we may need them in the coming days if the Redbrands ar as angry as I think they'll be."