You wake up standing on the deck of a ship as it zips over the water, carried by a swelling wave. Around you, you hear clamoring voices, as armed people brace themselves. In your pocket is a letter.

You probably don’t remember, the ritual tends to have that effect. You are in the memories of another. Travel through the memories. Your mission is to find out what they did, stay in character, don’t veer off path and find out what happened to the gate - for without it we are all lost.

Ghitta Darrish

As you finish reading the letter you see Acryn’s bay come into view before you, horns of warning blaring across the water.

• 100 Riel
• In good standing with the College Militia
• Occasionally resurgent memories of another life.