Kiln Repair at the Kilnden Workshop

Found a dwarven craftsman sighing over a broken kiln. He wore a visione and acted dismissive of any questions, but seemed ot be secretly hoping for some assistance.

Fresh from the kiln, the cast iron pot was a true masterpiece. Every pattern etched into its surface seemed to pulse with life, as if the artisan had poured his very soul into the metal.

A massive boulder managed to squeeze itself inside the strange pot. Strangely, though it held a larger boulder within, the vessel felt absolutely weightless.

Duane led the way to the fighting pits where Yann was being held. Though a bloody fight was waged to buy his freedom, Yann acted like it was a minor inconvenience, even leveraging his aches and pains to evade a prior commitment to Naira.

Naira was waiting at the site, along with Duane, who was being mercilessly teased by her for his poor archery. While leading the way to the tournament grounds, Duane confessed the lack of confidence, and competence, and requested a substitute to compete in his place, though he still wants credit for any victory to be had.

A man vanished into the crowd after a deliberate collission, leaving a small note behind. This brusque message came from Alustin, bearing an urgent plea to look into the dark emanations he sensed at Scholastone Institute.