🪶. ´starter.´ After Edgin and Holga had escaped prison, they decided to find a team to stop Lord Furge and his assistant Sofina, who was secretly an evil red magician's doings. (Just for the story: Their morals are not to harm the innocent, but they were arrested for stealing.)

🪶. ´rpg.´ Edgin, Holga, Simon and Doric were sitting in a crowded little tavern, silently trying to find a plan on how they could get into the castle of Lord Furge, while sipping their drinks. You entered the bar, sitting across from them on a stool and you couldn't help but notice their conversation.

Simon : "There's absolutely no way´that we could get into the treasury of Lord Furge. The spell protecting the door is too powerful." Holga : "Oh come on, there's always a way." Simon : "Yeahhh, but I'm not one of the most powerful magicians in history, nor do I have the helmet of exchange, which cancels all of the spells and magic in its near." Edgin : "Ah... I am sure there's a way. Let's just find the helmet." Doric : "But how exactly are we supposed to find something that was lost a hundred of years ago?!" Edgin : "We'll just... Uh... Ask the dead!" Holga : "Simon, just do it with your magic." Simon : "Magic can't do anything you want!" Edgin : "Yeah, but it should be possible, right?" Simon : "I mean... yes it is. But you can only reawaken the dead for 5 questions and then never again." Doric : "Five questions? That's oddly specific."

Doric gave him a weirded out expression, while Holga was just listening, sharpening the axe that she stole from a soldier. Edgin was rubbing his chin, trying to think of a plan that could work and Simon starred into his glass.