Deadwood A legion of Sinecure loggers split deadwood for days... Knowing not that even the dead can seek revenge.
Burning Sage A copy of "The Forest's Vast Voices," has vanished. Help a dear friend of Pensive Rodrich trace the route upon which the work was penned to piece it together anew!
Lightning in a Vial A storm brews over Kairness while a skittish witch brews something of their own.
Mistress of the Thread A mysterious poem leads you to the Sinkland Depths, where every vibration is a death knell, and every shadow has eight legs.
Runner of the Rose Singer, Through Ode'n song enforced, forlorn, are we made to begive. Yet still us wayward spirits free, we dream of turning tides. If in your heart beats still unrest, a job do we enjoin. In camp of Ode'n make do we stake target to purloin. Synsylk and Graphite shall you take, in Alca's name renewed. And bring them to Dendrit abode by Silent Rose tattooed. Sigil