Chapter 1: The Knaves Visit the Spudfields

Endrei is peering at the crate, noting that it looks easy to open as Watters walks over. It has hinges, but all that remains of its hasp closure is a corroded bit of metal that flakes to dust when a knifeblade brushes it aside and then pries the lid up. Inside lies a book -- a massive one, leather and brass-bound, almost two feet tall. Black ink in a flowery hand adorns the well-worn cover, but the few flowing words are in a script neither adventurer recognizes.

Reaching into the wooden box, Audree curls her fingers around the cool, cracked leather of the book, then carefully lifts the ancient tome free of its resting place. Perhaps surprisingly, it holds together as she hefts it... and then there she is: holding a massive manual in both hands as the clay pot nearby buzzes, and as staff in Clomm's weak hands tremors.