One-Shot Recap: “Joining the Circus” Part One
Usually, Midsummer night in Faerûn is a time of feasting, music, and of love. Acquaintances turn into courtships, courtships turn into betrothals, and the deities themselves take a part by ensuring good weather for feasting and frolicking in the woods. Usually, but this this year is an exception. The great city of Neverwinter, the Jewel of the North, has been swept by a plague for some time now, for which a cure cannot be found still. The city has been closed-off, its gates shut, and passage in and out of the city is controlled by the clergy of Tyr, the Blind God of Justice. Lord Nasher Alagondar, the ruler of Neverwinter, has issued a call for adventurers willing to aid in these hard times. Soon, camps started popping in front of the city’s gates, attracting all sorts of mercenaries and sell-swords.
You are such a group, gathered around a bonfire as you do almost every night for the past tenday. However, it seems the gods have favored you this night after all, as a slim half-elven female dressed in plate armor walks up to your group. You recognize her as Lady Aribeth de Tylmerande, the right-hand of Lord Nasher himself. She takes a good look at each you, crouches to join you by the fire.