Last night we kicked off the Carrion Crown adventure path. Grift the chimney sweep-like waif, sonorous Darius Carfax St. James, Sir Horace Gunderson, travel worn Alexandros Callimachi and Solis, accompanied by his serpentine companion . . . thing, gathered at the home of Professor Petros Lorrimor in Ravengro to pay last respects to the deceased and condolences to his daughter, Kendra.
The procession from Pharasma’s temple to the grave was interrupted by a mob of unruly peasants who didn’t take kindly to the notion of a “necromancer” being interred in their cemetery. The mourning party made short work of the lot.
After the funeral came the reading of the will, back at the Lorrimor house. Councilman Hearthmount, Ravengro’s closest thing to a solicitor read the professor’s will. Everything but a few items go to his daughter Kendra. The other five mourners each receive a unique token of the professor’s esteem, and two tasks: help Kendra get her household up and running, then transport a small set of dangerous tomes to the university at Lepidstadt, presumably to keep them out of the wrong hands. Examining the casket of tomes revealed four volumes of diverse provenance, but all seeming to deal with dark, arcane matters. There was also a leaf from Lorrimor’s journal, seemingly the final entry, in which he mentioned traveling to a place called Harrowstone, a secret cabal known as the Whispering Way, a fire and a list of those who died in it at the temple of Pharasma.
The characters’ appetites whetted with a little conflict and the prospect of mysteries to unravel, the session drew to a close.
 The resurrection of Actual Play Friday! May it carry on for some time to come.
 An oracle, a bard, a cad, an inquisitor and a summoner with an eidolon walk into a funeral . . .
 I think. Everyone kept saying “Lichenstadt,” but that doesn’t seem to be a place in Ustalav.
 Because there’s always a set of wrong hands.
 In short: plot hooks.