Well… that did not go as I expected.
Lord Huntcrown is the womanizing fop that all the rumors led us to believe, but underneath that façade is a cunning mind. I suppose I didn’t get off on the best footing, choosing to err on the side of frugality with my new clothes – not wanting to appear above my station (in Cormyr). Huntcrown challenged my perceptions of current events in Damara, throwing my own views of nobility right back in my face, and made me realize how much I have to learn. I hope that once we have completed the task that Huntcrown has set us to, that I can spend some time with him – he seems to be a font of knowledge regarding the ins and outs of nobility.
The other surprise he had for me was a Damaran bodyguard, Sergei. From what little time I had to question him, I learned some insights about the people of Damara, as well as enough information to cement my allies for the long term. Yarin is studying necromancy under the tutelage of a mysterious person who is known only as Ashmourne, for the castle he occupies. Needless to say, the presence of a necromancer has put both Braelyn and Rurick firmly behind removing Yarin from power.
I really had no idea what to expect from Huntcrown to prove myself – perhaps a trial of combat or cunning on his grounds – but it turns out he simply wants services from us in exchange for the Horn. We’re to hunt down Netherese operators in Arabel, and root out their influence – as well as any other miscreants we run across.
Although, I suppose, in hindsight – this “simple mission” of services is both a trial of cunning and combat…