In the shadowed underbelly of the Swordcoast City, there exists a notorious criminal organisation known as the Tribe of the Unseen. Comprised of skilled assassins, powerful sorcerers, and cunning thieves, the Tribe operates in the clandestine world of illicit dealings and nefarious activities.
Led by a mysterious figure known only as the "Shadowmaster," the Tribe of the Unseen has long operated in the shadows, wielding influence over the criminal underworld with an iron grip. Their operations range from smuggling contraband to carrying out high-stakes assassinations, all while remaining shrouded in secrecy. The Tribe of the Unseen are an organisation you go to when a problem needs solving quietly.
On this particular evening, the undercity was buzzing with rumours. The rumours had spread like wildfire through the criminal underworld that the Tribe of the Unseen had set their sights on a daring and audacious target - the renowned Arch-Wizard of the realm. The Arch-Wizard, a revered figure among the magical community, was known for his unwavering commitment to maintaining peace and order in the realm.
The Shadowmaster, a cunning and enigmatic leader, had called for a clandestine meeting of the Tribe's most elite members within the depths of an abandoned crypt, cloaked in ancient magic and hidden from prying eyes. As the members gathered in the dimly lit chamber, the air crackled with tension and anticipation. The first to arrive was the notorious Morfga Elf mangler, feared in all of Swordcoast City. Morfga Elf Mangler is a 10ft Ogre, covered in a large number of scars, the most noticeable on is located along his chest. The Ogre was armed with one large axe and one large sword, both looking as good as new.
Next is a small goblin-like creature known as a Dolgrim. A small yet formidable creature with two mouths and 4 arms. This specific Dolgrim is known as Dolgrim the Destructive. An insane, energetic creature known across the realm as the “explosive expert”. If you needed to send an explosive message, this was the Dolgrim to speak too.
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The third is The Black Knight. A thing of legend. It has been said that he single handedly fought off the Ancient Kings entire army a millennia ago. An army which consisted of 100,000 highly skilled elf archers, 100,000 human knights trained by the best warrior known to man, as well as the Grand legion of Dwarves - consisting of 200,000 troops - all wiped out in a single blow. The origins and where abouts of where The Black Knight came from is unknown. Legend has it that The Black Knight is the offspring of two gods, Eldath, goddess of peace and Asmodeus.
The last to arrive is Gwyndolin Valenwood and her faithful assistant Dàna Evengaze enter the chamber, they are met with the stares of 3 other highly skilled assassins and skilled criminals of various backgrounds.
Within the crypt, the Shadowmaster, draped in a cloak of midnight black, stood at the head of the gathering, his piercing gaze surveying the assembled members. The discussion turned to the intricacies of the plot to assassinate the Arch-Wizard, with whispers of dark magic and treacherous alliances echoing off the stone walls.
“The 5 of you will venture to the location of the arch-wizard and kill him. Only then will we have the power to rule the world.”
“Ummm” Morfga growled, “The five of us? I only count 4, if you count itchy over there.”
“Hey, this itch will blow you to kingdom come!!!” Screamed Dolgrim.
Out of the shadows, an angelic figure appeared. “The fifth member of this party is me you bumbling gelatinous cubes.”
The party turn to face the stranger.
“Ah Deathpact Angel, welcome.” Said the Shadowmaster bowing. The rest of the party stood staring at the newly emerged stranger.
“I see that these creatures don’t know a Goddess when they see one. Never mind, we have the information of where we need to go?”
“Yes, I am leaving Gwyndolin in charge of the map.” The Shadowmaster said pointing.
The angel nodded and moved swiftly towards the door. The rest of them following behind.
As the group left, the Shadowmaster's chilling words resonated through the chamber, emphasising the need for absolute secrecy and the swift elimination of anyone who dared to interfere with the Tribe's grand plan.