The Cromwell Chronicles · Practical Adventure Run 017

In the dim twilight outside an abandoned church, Jeane’s scrying light flickers against damp stone as she and her companions prepare to enter. Sister Hale’s steady voice steadies the group, while Silra, ever vigilant, positions herself behind twisted roots and broken windows. The air hums with unseen magic, and a rusted key lies forgotten amid the looming threat.

As they step through the creaking threshold, Jeane’s protective ward shields them from lurking evils, and Sister Hale’s Detect Magic reveals a tangled web of dark sigils and desperate consecrations. Gravedigger Renn watches from the shadows, his fear palpable, while Silra’s rogue instincts scan for hidden dangers.