Ashes on the Wind

About the adventure

For as long as anyone can remember, the town of Remisa has stood apart from the rest of the world. Encircled by a vast and ancient forest, Remisa has always been a place of quiet prosperity. The weather is gentle, the soil rich, and the surrounding lands teem with game. Humans, elves, dwarves, halflings, and stranger folk have lived together here for generations, building a community where hard work and cooperation are the foundation of life. Remisa has never needed much in the way of laws. Over the centuries, rules have been written and forgotten, customs have changed, and leaders have come and gone. But one rule has never changed. One rule every child learns before they can read. Never pass through the woods to the other side. No one remembers why the rule exists. Only that it has always been obeyed. Until tonight. Without warning, the thunder of hooves shattered the peace of Remisa. Raiders—dozens of them—burst from the darkness beyond the fields. Mounted warriors clad in iron and leather swept through the town like a storm. Torches were thrown. Steel flashed. Homes burned as screams filled the night. Some fought and fell. Some were dragged away in chains. And some ran. With the town overrun and the roads cut off, the survivors fled toward the only place left. The forest. Now the flames of Remisa burn behind you, and the dark trees loom ahead. But tonight, the old rule has already been broken. Not by Remisa's people but by strangers in the dark. How did this happen? Why were you attacked? What had changed?