There all dead. My brother Thar; My friends Rook and Vaymeer. I lost them to some Demon, covered in blood and armed with chains. He tore Rook to pieces right in front of our eyes, and took Thar and Vaymeer deeper in to the crypt. I hope for their sakes that they are dead, and that they are at peace with the ancestors.
Luckily there are some adventures here, two of which are followers of the old god Bahamut, they say they are looking for the Dragon’s eye a piece to the famous blade made of Bahamut’s tooth. They say they will go in with me to help me find Vaymeer and My brother.