Recruitment at Cragmaw Castle

Honkycrunk was overseeing the repair of GForce’s keep, Cragmaw Castle. The team had become obsessed with the idea of controlling the castle ever since they defeated its previous owner, King Grall.

However, GForce had to go on several adventures to fund the repairs that needed to be done to the castle, and they had to do go on adventures before that to pay for the damage that Honky had done in Phandalin.

Kallameck, the Wizard’s goblin companion was moving a large familiar Bugbear across the floor near the fireplace. “Yes, right there, Kallameck,” Honky said. “I think he looks so much better like that.” Kallameck nods, and then leaves to retrieve something else.

Kosef the Fighter, Ungart the Cleric, and Swevlet the Rouge enter the room. “Is that Klarg,” Swevlet asks.

Kosef nods. “Yes, Honky had him stuffed. I think that’s a good spot for him.”

Honky motions towards the wall above the Klarg-skin rug. “And that really ties the room together, don’t you think?” Honky has had a large portrait of himself placed above the fireplace.

“How are you a wizard?” Ungart asks exasperated.

“I went to the Academy,” Honky says, electricity sparking from his fingertips. Everyone sighs.

“Who’s Kallameck hanging out with?” Swevlet asks looking towards the next room.

“I don’t recognize that goblin,” Kosef answers.

“Come on Swef, they really aren’t that hard to tell apar…” Honky says leaning around Kosef. He spots a child made of pure light talking to Kallameck. “That’s no goblin,” Honky admits confused.

“That’s obvious,” Ungart replies.

Honky readies his Shocking Grasp. “Who’s the weird kid you’ve brought into our castle, Kallameck? Did you bring him back from Wave Echo?”

“This is Limonar,” Kallameck says. “I saw him before we met. He told me to trust you then, and now he needs a favor from me.”

Ungart looks confused. “You need a favor from Kallameck?”

Limonar replies, “I need a favor from all of you. The multiverse is in danger, and your help would be greatly appreciated.”

“Sounds good to me,” Honky replied. “I’ll go get the rest of the Goblins.” Honky walks out of the room.

“I think we need a little more clarification,” admits Swevlet. “How are we supposed to help. We had trouble with the Redbrands…”

“We had trouble with one displacer beast,” interrupts Ungart.

“Exactly,” continues Swevlet. “So how are we supposed to save the multiverse?”

“You are the beginning. It’s only fitting that you’re there at the end,” Limonar explains.

“You guys need to be more positive,” Kosef says brandishing a Javelin. “We made Klarg into a rug, we can fight some… wait what are we fighting?”

“My brother. He’s a Lich from another dimension who’s about to infect himself with a parasite from the Far Realm to gain alien abilities beyond normal comprehension,” Limonar answers.

The Rouge, Cleric, and Fighter look horrified, confused, and speechless as the Wizard renters the room.

“Do you understand any of that, Honky,” Ungart asks.

Honky lies through his teeth. “Yeah, of course. I went to the Academy. Let’s do this thing!”

Kosef grabs some extra javelins, as GForce leaves Cragmaw Castle and heads to the Malevolent Wastes.