The Dalish Curse
GM: Autumn has come to the village of Vintiver. The sour, musty smell of newfallen leaves fills the air, and as the farmers finish gathering in the crops from their fields, Vintiver’s stoic residents look forward to the Harvest Festival. Food and libation will flow freely, games of chance will raise hopes and dash dreams, and a caravan of Dalish elves will come to join in the celebration. Lured by Vintiver’s renowned wine, and hopeful that the usual ill will towards their kind will be mitigated by the happy season, the elves in their gaily colored wagons will delight the crowd with tricks and songs, dances and games.