Ancient Skin

THE TOMB-ROBBERY in Tveland ended in disaster. Perhaps it was ill-advised to forcefully, and alone, turn over the lid to old king Frestil's sarcophagus? Now one of you dregs is plagued with a maddening itch and not only that - the skin is starting to rot . They say Mausoieum Knutha, on the edge of the graveyard Graven-Task, holds the only known cure~whether it is an elixir or something else, they cannot say. So you hurry north. The rain falls like whip lashes in the late hour. Darkness swallows the shadows of Sarkash. Suddenly, as if HE blessed you, the black silhouette of a roadhouse appears in a blinding, deafening thunderstrike.