After the MMFB group has finished off the Gnome Arcanist and his Fire Beetles they interrogated him, but he knew very little. All he could tell them was that he worked for someone called Red Robes. He doesn’t really know where he lives since Red Robes pops in and out of his dungeon magically. The Gnome and his minions have been attacking any groups that travel the Granite Pass. They take whatever they can and it all goes to the Red Robes. For their service they receive a small amount of gold and are left alive.
Upon returning to the relay the problem critters in Granite Pass have been vanquished MMFB attempts to get more information from the old man at the bar. They retreat to a private corner where he relays his story after a bit of coaxing. I am Amnon, I was once part of an adventuring group called SMITE however those days are long past now. Amnon has aged beyond that of a normal Tiefling. Perhaps it is part of his curse for not dying on the battlefield with his companions. Amon goes on to explain.
The Red Wizard slaughtered a simple family of travelers right in front of my house. He killed the travelers, as a farmer would slaughter livestock. No remorse, no compassion, simply slain and the bodies looted for a mere 2 silver, and 4 copper.
Upon hearing the slaughter my father came running out of the barn with training axe and shield sill in his hands. It only took him a moment to realize what was going on and lust for battle and his rage overtook him. He ran into the first squad of 5 minions dispatching them all before the last one had a chance to draw his sword. As he turned to the Red Wizard and took a defensive stance he said “Leave my land, and no more will die!”
The Red Wizard makes his way to the front line of minions, as he does, my mother runs out the front door having hear the small battle that has started. The Red Wizard’s eyes twitch to her for just a moment then go back to my father. The Red Wizard raised his arms, holding a staff in his right hand. Amnon’s father assumed he was going to surrender, apologize or even threaten him in return, this was not the case. After a long moment the Red Wizard opened his mouth to speak and a fraction of a second later Amnon’s father realized it was not a surrender, rather he was casting a spell. He leaped forward with the Red Wizard only a few feet away he figured he could make it to him before he finished. He was wrong. There is no accurate way to describe what happened next. A huge wave of this pungent reddish-green liquid sprang up from the ground starting at the wizards feet and moved forward engulfing Amnon’s father and moments later killing his mother and eroding a large portion of his house such that all that was left was a couple of courses of stone on the southernmost wall. All manner of living things the wall passed through died, no plants, animals, no anything survived, it even scorched the ground.
I ran to the edge of the forest when he heard the battle between the minions and the travelers, and it was there that I witnessed the exchange between my father and the minions and finally the Red Wizard killing both of my parents. I froze for a few moments until the reality of what had happened sunk in and my anger built up inside conjuring my first real another spell, one that came from the darkest reaches of his mind, one he had read, but never performed. Rivulets of clinging liquid fire shot out and cascaded over the squadrons of minions between him and Red Wizard. Those that died instantly were the lucky ones, others had their flesh melted off of them, taking them only seconds longer to meet the same fate. As the fire wave made its way to the Red Wizard he turned only slightly, and with little concern he threw up a single hand and a shield of arcane energy formed, as the flames smash into the shield they dissipate.
I fell to my knees totally drained from the spell I had just conjured, barely holding onto consciousness I heard him say ”Some day youngling, you may be a worthy mage.” That is the last thing I remember. Next my uncle was shaking me awake. I spent the rest of my time training with him. I still don’t know why he let me live.
After Amnon comes comes back to the present from reliving the horror of this encounter he continues.
From what I know the Red Wizard was recruiting all manner of creatures when I encountered him as a child. Those creatures which he cannot control with fear or gold he takes over their minds. If they resist or if he even feels they would threaten him, he eliminates them. Last I heard was the Red Wizard made a long several year traversal of all of the lands and was headed south from here. However I doubt he would have settled in Elven lands so I assume he went east. Likely he created a stronghold past the Dragonborn Plains and outside of Dwarf or Humans reach.
I never learned of any weaknesses of the Red Wizard in all my years, but Jalis’s grandson Dagnar the Wise, the oldest Dwarf Elder might have some knowledge if anyone does.
However if you do not trust Dwarves or do not have enough gold to make them listen to you may try to get information at the Elven Library.
If you are foolhardy enough you could go through the Northern Pass which would put you into Troll territory, however if you are sly enough and lucky enough you may be able to make it to the Dragonborn territory with all your limbs.
After much discussion and more questions from MMFB for Amnon about the lands and their options, the group has chosen to go to the Elven Library. They travel south through Granite Pass to Craventown and stay at an Inn there before heading to the Elven Library.
Amnon gives him directions as best he can since he has never been there personally.
The Elven Library is in the Elven Capital City Velikana. Which is pretty much directly south of Craventown, but still a couple day’s ride. The easiest way to get there is to go west a about a ½ day’s walk and when you hit the river follow it south to the town of Adona. Adona is a very very small town. Then you can follow the road south through Pintey then follow the road still further south to the capital. Pintey is on the edge of the Elven territory which also serves as an outpost.