TEXT: HANDOUT 1: 
  BALLADS IN INNSPA 
  Petrified Garden 
   
  The sleepy dragon lies wide awake 
  Beneath the green sleeves of petrified garden 
  His peaceful eyes watch dying masses 
  Under his control the people starved 
   
  Thundering clouds sends rays to earth 
  A spoken word that will never be heard 
  A fire’s burning without a flame 
  And all the colours are faded out 
   
  A lonely sheep is searching for a life 
  To lead outside the heart of crowd 
  His hunger is like the faith of a lion 
  His terror overflows petrified garden 
   
  Time heals the wounds of soldiers 
  But it rips up the life of a child 
  It will fade to grey in the future 
  And leave you cold inside 
   
  Ballad of Gnomebeorn the Strong  
   
  Deep into the woods he went, a dragon to kill 
  The noble Paladin, such was his will 
  Gnomebeorn the Strong was his name  
  The gnomes’ greatest hero he became 
  In the god Garl’s radiant name he waxed  
  From Glittergold came his steely axe 
  The woods were filled with humans aplenty 
  They served the dragon with eager amenity 
  Even priest there were the dragon to serve  
  To fight Gnomebeorn they had not the nerve 
  They tried to flee his killing steel  
  That or death, however they feel  
  And so the paladin went into the wood  
  And found the dragon in the neighbourhood 
  Hot the battle soon raged, the dragon spew fire 
  And it raised Strong Gnomebeorn burning ire 
  Through his deeply felt love in his god’s way 
  Kept the dragon’s fire for hours at bay  
  The axe, it sang and cut with power  
  During the battle for many an hour 
  And at last then slowly the dragon faltered 
  It seemed like the best could still be slaughtered  
  But the tail of the dragon the gnome did then pound 
  And took the gnome with him down to the ground 
  The valorous paladin would not bow his head 
  Kept fighting the dragon until he was dead  
  The tail broke his shield full right in twain  
  Causing our hero very much pain 
  With the axe he struck the beast in the maw 
  And cleft in twain its tongue to great awe 
  Mortally wounded the dragon reared up  
  He could see his fate in death’s gloomy cup 
  He fell down and bore unto the gnome 
  But he wouldn’t give ground so far from his home 
  A last scream through the woods it let go 
  Then the dragon dies, felled by his foe 
  He ploughed under Gnomeboern the brave 
  Who in the end he also took to his grave 
  And now both of them, after all those years  
  Keep resting without feeling their fears  
  Side by side, death united both foes  
  Dragon and paladin, just like Garl chose 
   
   
  
  HANDOUT 2: 
  LETTER FROM THE TEMPLE OF THE INVINCIBLE 
   
  Dear friend,  
   
  we are again in dire need of your assistance. Please 
  meet us at the temple of the Archpaladin, second bell 
  after sunrise, where we will tell you anything you 
  need to know. 
   
  Kaldor Sunblade 
  Servant of the Archpaladin 
  Chancellor of the Exchequer to the temple of Innspa 
   
   
  
  HANDOUT 9 
  DESCRIPTION OF THE FRESCOES IN THE MAIN TEMPLE 
  Fresco 1 
  This picture shows three tied humans who are led down a stairway resembling a gigantic dragon’s maw by 
  masked humanoids in richly decorated robes. The stairs in the picture seem to be a copy of the stairway you took 
  when you entered the temple.  
   
  Fresco 2 
  This picture shows some trees which seem to be formed out of stone. A doorway stands open in the middle of the 
  picture; the picture continues seamlessly onto the walls. On the door, a single humanoid with a dragon’s head is 
  depicted, kneeling in front of the stone plants. With his left hand, he brandishes a long staff topped with an orb. 
  The sky itself is filled with dark clouds which emit lightning.  
   
  Fresco 3 
  This picture shows peasants working in fields adjacent to a forest. The harvest seems to be meagre. Instead of 
  fruits and such, trees like oaks and beeches sprout from the soil. In the skies above is a gigantic dragon 
  accompanied by some smaller ones flying away from the viewer.  
   
  Fresco 4 
  This picture shows a procession of dark-skinned humans accompanied by some dragon-headed humanoids 
  trekking through a dark forest. This fresco’s colours seem to be either very worn, or laced with a greyish veil. 
  Even though the colours of all the other frescoes have been restored, this one, oddly enough, seems to have 
  been skipped. 
   
  Fresco 5 
  This picture shows two dragon-headed humanoids standing besides an altar. On the altar lies a dark-skinned 
  human. Both dragon-headed humanoids hold in their hands golden daggers shaped like a dragon’s fang. It seems 
  like they want to carve up the human with those daggers. The human looks like he is alive and awake and he is 
  not tied down. Both humanoids wear richly decorated robes. Some distance from the altar, the outline of a third 
  dragon-headed humanoid is barely visible against the tree line. He is wearing pristine robes with a simple rope for 
  a belt. Tucked into this belt, a richly decorated sickle of ebony is visible. This picture seems to be of recent 
  making. Behind the altar, the gargantuan head of a green dragon is watching the whole scene. All of this seems 
  to be taking place outside. The sky is dark and all stars are clearly visible but none of the Oeridian moons are 
  depicted. 
   
  Fresco 6 
  This picture shows a dragon-headed humanoid lifting his arms to bless an army of armed skeletons. The 
  skeletons look like they are dressed for war. The whole party is standing at the edge of a forest. From above the 
  trees, the head of a dragon is watching in approval. 
   
  Fresco 7 
  This picture shows a gigantic five-headed dragon sitting on a throne. Her heads are red, green, blue, white, and 
  black. Her body shows similar colours. Alongside on a smaller throne sits a smaller, single-headed green dragon. 
  Both dragons sit on a large forest clearing, the trees looking ridiculously small. Behind the two dragons, a single 
  spire reaches out of the forest into the sky. It is completely encased in ice. On the left edge of the picture, a single 
  altar is visible on which rests a giant glowing crystal. 
   
  Fresko 8 
  Between the trees, a building looking like a giant crouching dragon can be seen. Where the maw would be 
  located on a dragon, the building sports a stairway leading to a large gate. A procession of humanoids consisting 
  mostly of dark skinned humans is marching through the gate. The stairs and the doorway strongly resemble those 
  you took entering the temple. The outside of the temple is buried underneath a mound of earth. A doorway stands 
  open in the middle of the picture; the picture continues seamlessly from the doorway onto the walls 
   
   
  
  HANDOUT 10: 
  REMNANTS OF AN OLD TOME 
  Chronicles of the final days of the Cult of the Dragon 
  Laid down by Ronar Zurnanus in the year 991 of our Lord Achtiporax 
   
  Prelude 
  Now that the olive-skinned invaders from the west are about to reach our innermost temples, 
  we have taken preparations to abandon our holy sites and activate the deadly traps within. I 
  deem the time has finally come to bring the chronicles of our cult to a close so that the 
  generations to come will learn of the glory and greatness of our community. I also put much 
  faith in this chronicle, for perhaps those who will come can achieve what was denied to us: to 
  return the Lord unto the Oerth…… 
   
  …. started with our Lord crafting himself a new home inside this beautiful forest almost a 
  millennium ago. Near the Heart of the Adri the Petrified Garden was created, its 
  splendours being supposedly so great that our forefathers couldn’t deny the divinity of our 
  Lord ….. 
   
  ... many centuries passed with the whole forest being granted the protection of our Lord. No 
  one dared to disturb the peace because only He could command nature. All denizens of the 
  woods, be it men or animal, heeded His command. Even the Archdruid bowed his head in 
  awe, acknowledging His wisdom and power and revering Him as a part of the natural 
  order. He who was the successor of those cursed elves, who tried to deny us the proper tools of 
  power, was the human guardian of the woods and yet he knew that our Lord had far more 
  power than …… 
   
  … the year 739, the thrice-damned gnome wickedly entered the Petrified Garden. He was 
  searching for a dragon to slay and as such a divine dragon was very welcome. Other Gods 
  must have had their hands in this, too, because when our Lord had finally mortally wounded 
  the gnome, a wild surge of magical energy unleashed over the whole of the Oerth and banished 
  the Lord, along with the Petrified Garden, from the face of this plane. Since then, our Lord 
  has been dreaming of His own realm and has been waitung for us to deliver Him unto 
  us….  
   
  ...s our gates are no longer operational. Thus it has become too exhausting to travel between the 
  temples. Our forefathers had no clue to what had transpired.  Today we are aware that the 
  Twin Cataclysms sent a shockwave of arcane power through the gates when they ripped the 
  temple from the Oerth. Yet the gates are unharmed and like our forefathers we hope to one 
  day find the way back to the Petrified Gard…. 
   
  ... but the dreams were no longer sufficient to fill us with His divine power and so many of us 
  took to the old faiths again. Others contacted the Serpent, whose dreams also offered powerful 
  gifts like the ones of our Lor….. 
   
   
  
  …foreigners from the west, refugees themselves from the Great War of the pale ones and the 
  wearers of turbans, chased the pale ones to the far south into the swamps and settled the 
  grasslands. Even back then, they were cold and cruel men who didn’t know how to handle 
  nature’s graces. They revered gods of war and called us barbarian, yet they themselves 
  wer….. 
   
  ...ingdom of Ahlissa is no more. The western foreigners conquered our southern brethren 
  through their military prowess. Thus there were only a few free tribes left besides ours. But it 
  should take almost thirty years until the foreigners looked our way. If only the L…… 
   
  ....few are those who believe in the Lord’s return. Even most of the druids have adopted the 
  Old Faith. The breeding experiments were of little success and exploration of the planes also 
  didn’t yield the expected results. All around us, war erupted between the olive skinned 
  humans. Many of our prairie-living relatives were enslaved, and now the enemy is coming 
  for the forest. The outer temples have been secured and fortunately haven’t been found yet. 
  The fools can’t even distinguish a heaped-up hill from a natural one. We have come up with 
  a new master plan. We have released the last of the slaves and breeding experiments, hoping 
  that this will confuse our aggressors. In the meantime, we have begun installing powerful 
  guardians and traps in the seven inner temples and prepared them for submer……. 
   
  ....e year ago, the foreigners showed their true intentions. They were no longer content to 
  enslave us; up north they massacred one of our tribes in the name of their dark god Erythnul. 
  Those had been the last of the prairie people to resist the Aerdy and they were ultimately 
  punished. Yet the Dark Horseman and the Reaper avenged their people, and thus many of 
  us came to the conclusion that only by adopting their faith …. 
   
   
  ...he connection to the Queen of our Lord grows weaker. The council has decreed that there is 
  only one hope, after the temples have been secured: the Lords of Plague and Death will stand 
  with us and allow our descendants to one day take revenge on the ungrateful Aerdy scu….. 
   
  ... small place in the north of the forest will be our sanctuary until one day the time is 
  rig…… 
   
  
  HANDOUT 11: 
  DIARY 
  A new beginning  
   
  Many centuries have passed since our forefathers took refuge in the northern 
  reaches of the Adri Forest to wait for a time when our Lord Achtiporax 
  would return unto the Oerth. Now we are sure the time is at hand. 
  In 1751, we discovered that the temple near our village had been pilfered. The 
  perpetrators came from the city of Innspa and had been instigated by some 
  shady individual living in the Flinty Hills. 
  Through those investigations, we became aware of certain activities in direct 
  connection with the actions of our forefathers. All of the outer temples that 
  still exist today had been sacked within only a few months and every time the 
  same man was responsible. During our investigations, we met some descendants of 
  our old slaves and breeding experiments who could pose a serious threat to us. 
  They have organized in Innspa to discover the heritage of dragons, especially 
  their own. We do not want to help them along but rather should beware of 
  them, lest they discover we know something. Many of them carry strong ties 
  to their dragon heritage, so maybe we should again adopt experimenting like 
  our forefathers did.  
  We also uncovered that a challenge was imminent to determine which 
  Archdruid should rule the Adri. The old one had long been a thorn to our 
  cause because we reckoned she was aware of our influence in the druidic circles. 
  As Archdruid, she would be aware of the circle’s history and its connection to 
  our Lord Achtiporax. During the challenge in 1755, we intervened. The Great 
  Druid, being aware of our rightful claims to the title, did not banish us from 
  interfering and accepted the outcome. The small one will not pose any threat to 
  us at the moment and even if she chooses to challenge us, our contestants will 
  annihilate that miserable creature of an inferior bloodline. Maybe this is the 
  best way to cleanse the forest after our agents failed so miserably.  
  Once it became clear that the only possible means to contact our Lord are the 
  inner temple’s gates, we started searching for them. Our forefathers had done 
   
  
  quite a good job at camouflaging them. It took us months to discover them. 
  Sadly, most of them had been reduced to mere ruins. Only one remained 
  functional, maybe because of its location deep within the Inner Forest. Although 
  the other six temples only held destroyed gates, this one sported an intact gate 
  to the Petrified Garden. Yet we did not know the means to operate it to this 
  effect and the guardians of the temple were quite an obstacle. Soon we 
  discovered that they weren’t indestructible: the holy symbol of our old faith 
  rebuked them. After this, the first of them began to convert back to the old 
  faith, and to our surprise they retained the ability to work magic – but 
  only within the temple. We held council and decided to keep faith with the 
  Lords of Death and Plague until we found means to access the Petrified Garden. 
  Research took a long time and as time grew short – foreigners discovered the 
  other six temples – we succeeded in the late summer of 1757 in contacting the 
  Petrified Garden. The gate was stable and we found our Lord in deep slumber. 
  We summoned all members of the cult and returned to the old ways. Many 
  converted happily, but some we had to coerce because they could not or would 
  not see the glory of our faith. We showed them the weakness of their faith and 
  left them as they were! 
  Not long and we will be able to revive our Lord and return the Petrified 
  Garden unto this plane of existence. Then, with the return of our Lord, his 
  reign over the forest will be supreme again. 
   
  
   
  HANDOUT 12: 
  A LETTER 
  Innspa in the moon of the Wolf, 1754 
   
  Dark Sister Servia,  
   
  we allowed Inphalas great latitude because the spreading of his plague would 
  have been a welcome distraction from our forest operations. Regrettably, he 
  proved to be an incompetent idiot. Apparently, he worked for the wrong 
  people as he had support from high-ups in Innspa’s government, which could 
  have become a risk to our cause. Fortunately, some rogue elements ended this 
  spook before the cursed bitch could use him to get unto us.  
   
  May the Reaper look gracefully upon our vengeance 
  Ilonia Tiefstetten 
  
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