The year is 1374 DR. Sixteen years have passed since the Time of Troubles, when the gods were made humble, and forced to wander the Realms as mortals. With the ascension of the mad god Cyric, Prince of Lies, and the recent return of the tyrant god Bane, Lord of Darkness, the future of Faerûn seems increasingly uncertain. It falls to bold individuals who possess an abundance of cunning, might, and determination to shape the future... should they be up to the challenge.

Though you are not fit to present yourself to an audience in your current state, it will have to suffice for the time being. Returning to Everlund, you confirm that the malevolent sun has tired of oppressing the Realms for the moment and allowed the moon to assume its place up above. The streets are eerily calm tonight, accounting for the events of the one prior. However, it is the High Captain's soldiers, not the Keeper's, who are out on patrol. It is an unusual development, although not an unwelcome one, given what you have learned of Greycastle in recent days.

Approaching the Dreaming Dragon, you note that its interior is both silent and unlit. Much to your surprise, it appears that the establishment is not open at this hour. Confirming your assessment is a wooden sign hanging unevenly on the door which reads 'Closed.' Still, Ilanis has previously allowed you entry when the tavern was not operating, and she is typically awake at this hour. Forming a fist, you vigorously bash the door in an attempt to gain entry.