Quarion - Half Elf Warlock (me) Gorthran - Dwarf Tempest Cleric Eldreth - Dwarf Fighter Dar - Human Ranger Seville - Half Orc Barbarian (Previous Notes) There was only 1 place left we hadn't explored in the Village of Nightstone. The stronger members of the party leaped the broken bridge leading to the village's keep. From there, they set up some ropes my Warlock could use to cross. From the other side, we heard voices coming from inside the keep. Quarion decided to use his charisma to gain entrance into the building. The nervous, leaderless guardsmen on the other side let us in with little argument. They told a story that 3 days ago, a castle in the sky flew over the village, dropping all the boulders we had found. Huge cloud giants came down from the castle, stole Nightstone's large village altar, and returned to the castle. Then they flew off. The lady of the castle, also head of the guard, was killed by a fallen boulder. The village was leaderless. There...