Narrator: It is a bright and sunny morning in Polisberg. The 6 of you have joined together as the delving band what needs a name. Ghazeb: *smiles toothy grin* Ghazeb: "we are delving band what needs a name, no?" Narrator: You have pooled your resources and agreed to head south to Obsidian Lake, to find the spirit of the foxfolk Paladin Scydd Silverblade and put his tortured ghost to rest. Ghazeb: "what we name us?" Ghazeb: *silence* Firefly: (( wow. A delving band with a possible name? *sniff* never before have I seen such a thing! )) Firefly: "I nominate Firefly's Fabulous Fireflies!" Narrator: You've mostly run out of money to continue staying at the Inn. So, bright and early on a sunny morning, you step out the Inn door, into the crowded streets of Polisberg, ready to face all the chall