Inventory
- Backpack
- Alchemist Supplies
- Calligrapher’s Supplies
- Crowbar
- Hammer
- Piton
- 3x rations
- Tinderbox
- Tinker Tools
- Waterskin
- Torch
- Traveler’s Cloths
- Scale Mail
- Sickle
- Revolver with 30 bullets
- Thieves’ Tools
- 50f5 Hempen Rope
- Vial of Tranquil
Backstory
Rosana was new to Ashbourne. But Macabre Genesis was always their home. The guild spanned the known world, supplicants to the Raven Queen, but their dealings were less about soul snatching, and more about providing the Queen’s men with their desires. Everything from whores to weapons.
And Rosana was just an artisan with whom the guild employed. Their machinations were renowned throughout the guild and their potions drew in even the most rich of patrons. There were rumors of a draft that could cure the malady that fell over the denizens of the Wellsorrow Region. The guild tasked Rosana with finding the source, replicate it for the guilds disposal and eliminate the source once they had the recipe.
Their only clue came from an anonymous source, a note written in Infernal as a childish rhyme.
There once was a boy held captive in a cell. He broke out and his dear old mother fell. To Ashbourne, he fled. A Boogle to be bled. For the addiction to be fed.