Campaign summary of Return to Skywall, set in the World of Kiynan (5E compatible, based on Wizard of the Coast’s SRD 5.2.1).

The Pride of Freshwater bore the companions as far as Lament, where they disembarked beneath the brooding stronghold of House Despair. A novice in grey led them through towering doors into the monastery’s Long Room, where Mistress Tylia the Grey awaited. Laden with scrolls and ancient maps, she shared what she had uncovered: fragments of lore pointing toward the Shrouded Sea, where the ruins of Skywall may still lie. She spoke of the Floatstone, once the heart of Skywall’s flight, and hinted that Master Cadvin the Blue might have survived the catastrophe centuries ago.

Their council was cut short by alarm. Tylia’s eyes clouded in ghostly communion, then snapped open with dread: the monastery was under attack. From the front gates surged Braka the Mauve, a rogue conjurer, with skeletons rattling at his side, skivers prowling the shadows, and shrieking imps smashing through windows.

The companions fought desperately to hold the line. Ethain conjured fireballs and flaming illusions that burned enemies to ash. Nines darted among the chaos, hurling bombs that blasted apart bone and hide before striking deep at Braka himself. Bitoh thundered forward, his hammer swinging in mighty arcs, only to be seized and torn by the spectral claws of Braka’s Spirit Guardians, dragged to the brink of death. Shep, calling on every reserve of strength, poured out healing magic, restoring allies and rallying defenders who would otherwise have fallen. Together, their fury broke Braka’s resolve, and with a snarl, he vanished in a shimmer of sorcery, leaving only ruin behind.

When the fighting ended, the monastery stood bloodied but unbroken. Yet victory was bitter: the ancient documents Tylia had gathered were gone, stolen under cover of battle. Their rivals were surely pursuing the Floatstone as well.

In the quiet aftermath, Tylia met with them again. At Bitoh’s request, she promised to look into the fate of Metathiax the Red, the apostate Bitoh had once pursued. Though she offered no answers yet, Bitoh clung to the hope that her divinations might reveal more in time.

Tylia then arranged new passage aboard a trading vessel that would brave the haunted coast of the Shrouded Sea, where Skywall’s ruins might lie.

Aboard the ship, grief weighed heavy after the bloody defense. Yet sorrow gave way to firelight and music. Ethain conjured mirages of seduction, drawing the sailors into wild revelry. Shep, ever the balance, joined the festivities but tempered the excess. Nines, never without mischief, scattered smoke and laughter, while Bitoh, scarred but alive, brooded on his fragile memories, uncertain of what truths Tylia might uncover.

The night ended in strange camaraderie. Ahead lay the shattered bones of Skywall—and the rivals who sought the Floatstone’s power for themselves.