The mood in Sandpoint is brighter. The murders have stopped and there have been no undead sightings. There is talk of another Swallowtail Festival.
“It has been a tough time for this town these last few months,” says Lini, “Goblins, zombies, ghosts and murderers. The townsfolk deserve a celebration.”
Seelah has been examining the letters they found in the Manor.
“It is a shame we shall not be here to join them.” she says.
“What?” says Amiri, “I was looking forward to the festival.”
Seelah gathers the papers into a pile.
“Aldern Foxglove was receiving letters from the Cult of Norgorber.” she explains, “We are going to Magnimar.”
“Magnimar?” says Amiri, perking up, “I know a good tavern in Magnimar.”
Lini strokes her tiger behind his ear and looks out at the town.
“I shall miss this place.” she says.
Sajan is in the square doing one last magic trick for the children.