dailyadventureprompts:Dungeon: Lynzel’s Candle “I mean, you’d expect a pyromancer
dailyadventureprompts:Dungeon: Lynzel’s Candle “I mean, you’d expect a pyromancer to live near a volcano or something, but I suppose if your main trick is setting things on fire it’d pay to have a lot of water on hand.” Adventure Hooks: The Beacons atop the ruin known as Lynzel’s candle have burned from time immemorial, letting ships navigate the surrounding shoals and treacherous seaclifs with ease. When these lights suddenly go out, the elders and shipping magnates of local Rhysport search for a group of adventurers to brave the treacherous wilderness surrounding the dungeon, and discover what magical force managed to snuff out the candle. Investigating the source of several fires that have burned down stables and carriagehouses across the city, the party encounters a flummoxed celestial pouting among the ashes of their most recent crime scene. This burning demi-god insists that they are a spirit of a local comet, and that their apparent arson spree has all been in an attempt to find a worthy conveyance to bring them back to the firmament. They are overdue for their appearance in the night sky by several months now, but have been strictly earthbound ever since some presumptuous sorceress by the name of “Lynzel” stole from them their divine chariot. If the party wants to stop the celestial’s misguided mischief, they’ll need to figure out who exactly this Lynzel person is, and what her intensions are with such a potent artifact. Sometimes a party just needs a good dungeon to delve, so while traveling through a sleepy fishing hamlet the party hears tell of the ruin and all the wonders that may be contained within it. Setup: Though the Sorceress Lynzel did not build the eternal pyres and warded walls of the ruins that bear her name, her occupancy made quite the impression on the locality. People tend to notice when a burning figure goes streaking hither and yon across the sky, out on mage’s business like a meteor with errands to run. Less eccentric than her flagrant use of fire magic might suggest, Lynzel was interested in the esoteric nature of elemental fire: its ability to purify, to consume, to reveal the future by eating the present. Her sanctum ( known far and wide as the candle for its everburning towers) was the center of her experiments, a nexus of all primal sources cultivated by ancient elvankind as a basis for their great, continent spanning spells, left to molder as their empire of immortals crumbled, and mortal civilizations grew up in the gaps. Keep reading -- source link