Gwenyth

Eventually the torrential downpout gave way to a soft rain and the hurricane force winds dies to a gentle sea breeze.

It was dark and the Captain used an ancient sextant and navigation equipment to chart the course to Gweynth.

The ship sailed into the open mouth of the harbor at dawn, two days behind schedule.

In the old days when man rule Gwenyth the harbor had been a bustling place with visitors and merchant vessels and barbarians from the north. Now though the eladrin had raised rocks at a midway point in the harbor and only small craft could pass onward to the shore.

The Captain ordered small boats put into the water and the first mate assisted the crew to see the guests to a boat. Your gear in one boat and the Flying Swords in another and the Silver Sisters in a third.

As the small boats approach the old harbor you see a party awaiting you...