The Hand of Destiny was drinking at the bar when Aleera decided to go and apologize to Floon and Renard in regards to a previous altercation between them and Hepolita. She pushed a bag containing a thousand dragons and promised the pair a week of free drinks at the bar to show her contrition. They accepted, happy to have gold to spend and booze to drink. In reality, they had very little memory of what had happened that night and were happy to put it behind them. … More A Devilish Contract

The Hand of Destiny awoke the next morning still within the airy confines of Aleera’s “Mansion”. It was a lovely outdoor encampment centered in a clearing surrounded by dense, inviting forest. They were all eager to step back into the vault and clear the remaining money. The view they were met with upon exiting the magical residence was not what they had been expecting. All across the immaculate stone floor was not a single piece of the gold they had left for later collection. Someone had snuck in somehow and removed the copious amounts of gold during the night.  … More Shattered Expectations