906I1 Area Updates The Fetid Cult (praise Juiblex!) has fortified their positions in lieu of their new accumulated wealth. Adventurers can expect loot to be more readily available as chests have been updated to automatically populate without DM supervision. The area has also been tweaked to prevent exploiting NWN's crappy AI pathing and killing bosses easily from across the river. Duergar were dropping gear which was unfortunately marked as stolen and unsellable. Adventurers can now expect to sell the crossbows and hammers they find on GREYSKIN SCUM! Storage and Crafting Bag of Holding storage facilities previously carried a maximum of 80 items. This has been increased to 120 and us dev-folk will be monitoring if we can bring this number even higher. Storage needs for Trade & Craft Halls have now been automated. No need to wait for a Dev or DM, find a local Bag of Holding rep in craft halls throughout the land including Norwick, Peltarch and Oscura We've also made various tweaks for all you Woodcutters and Bowyers out there. Saw horses can now be mass loaded with logs as was recently released for forges with ore. Logs are now 2x2/medium sized objects instead of large 3x2. Faster Load Times Lastly, expect to see quicker load times when entering new areas and hopefully less lag spikes as others are doing so. We've put a ton of effort into improving the performance of creature spawning, loot generation and ultimately, cut down how long it takes that loading bar to fill up. Enjoy!

906H3 Here's another minor build roll out to kick the week off. An issue with the Bag of Holding in Norwick has been fixed (thank you for flagging @Speedy_Z_). The book of summons has an easier read out, showing you what is selected for each circle and, an easier flow, after selecting a summon for a circle one will be returned to the top listing page. You can see a video on discord or go ahead in game and check it out!

With the burning of a distant village as the signal, the Purifiers have begun to march from their fortifications to renew their assault on Narfell. Their agents have begun popping up again, as their leadership makes it clear that the peaceful times are over. The war has started anew, and this time the only way to stop it will be to either destroy the Purifiers nefarious leaders, or fall victim to their purifying flames. (I'll be aiming to finish this up after Christmas with a couple of events, as well as the usual Purifier random spawns)

The Tower of Fog Plot King Cole There are many ways to earn the adoration of the masses. Listen closely, give them what they want, or if you're particularly crafty convince them what you're selling is all they need. For Cole, it was enough to give them something to hate. Something to unify the masses under his banner, with promises of crushing a threat that may have never existed in the first place. And through blinding hate, they'd never realize that the true threat to their existence was the man they trusted without question. Cole is a tyrant, and makes no real attempt to hide this. His spies sit on every corner street peddling wares in rags, or beside you in a tavern on a rum soaked, salt air filled night. His city watch patrol the foggy streets with dark eyes watching you closely, daring you to make any move what so ever that would allow them to enforce Cole's Justice upon you. Even those who stand above the unwashed masses are not safe... one wrong word and you can watch your entire legacy go up in flames. As for the tyrant, he sits upon a dark iron throne overlooking his domain. A hunger inside of him, like a void dragging all light around it deep into the abyss, drives him forward. More... more thralls, more territory, more conquest, more destruction of those who oppose him. Not to craft an empire to rival the Nars, not to bring order or stability, not even for the sake of being the most powerful man alive. But because the act of conquest is a drug that the tyrant cannot resist. Indeed, were the realm to fall into his grasp and the borders of his nation span endlessly into the realms beyond... he would merely burn it to cinders. So that, in this new world of ash and ruin, he could conquer it all again. Eternally feeding a void that'll never be satisfied. Always... always wanting more. The Raven The official records of the Raven state that she is a dangerous extremist and political opponent to the rightful King. That she is an agent of the Eldreth Veluuthra, and a mastermind of numerous attacks upon the righteous citizens of the realm, all to get across a message of fear. But the unofficial records tend to paint her in a more sympathetic light... sometimes. The Raven is the mastermind behind the Raven's Flock, essentially the only resistance movement still existing withing Cole's Realm. In part thanks to an extensive propaganda movement, Cole managed to successfully demonize the elves after the Eldreth Veluuthra's attack on the festival of Lliira's Night, a brutal attack that left a good portion of the noble community dead, including many home grown heroes and role models attending the celebration. The end result was not pretty, with a complete racial outcasting of all elves (and some half elves) within Cole's domain. While, officially, this knee jerk reaction was lessened soon after and elves ARE technically allowed to exist within his borders... the fact of the matter is it's not a very good idea. Either cordoned off into some of the worst districts within his iron coated city, or vanishing after a visit from the Watch, your life is not a particularly happy and lengthy one. And so the Raven tirelessly works to protect "her" people, her flock. Even as she bloodies her hands over and over to do so. The old saying, of course, is he who fights monsters. And the Raven teeters on the edge of becoming exactly what Cole wants.

Status: Available! Basically I'm going nowhere this christmas, which has some benefits at least.

Dread Wraith - CR ++ - A nightmare to fight with +33 AB and 200 HP with 50% conceal and con drain

Lence sits at the table outside the Dancing Mermaid, looking at his supplies. He pulls out a hand-drawn map of Narfell, knowing that his skills are lacking. This map is no wonder, not like the ones Stargazer's has to offer to travelers... No matter, he thinks. This will do well enough for a scout such as myself... I must find other companions who will aid me in cataloguing the lands and making them known to all. I curse the gods, for every now and then, it's as if they don't want us to remember where we've been! He looks up, peers at the town square. Perhaps some companions will help him with this latest challenge... he knows there are underground tunnels that cross the river east of the swamps. But there are too many fishmen nesting in there... too challenging for one on their own. But for a party of intrepid adventurers...