Runeforge

That Thassilon ushered in an age of wonder is evident in the monuments that survived the passage of thousands of years, yet these monuments were but the creations of the slaves of this empire.
Even grander were the Runelords' works of magic; the transmutation of flesh into gold and the conjuration of creatures akin to mountains are but samples of their might.

Yet on their own, the seven Runelords did not command every aspect of magic. Their focused studies afforded them great power in their chosen areas of specialization, but at the cost of two opposing schools of magical thought.
No one Runelord could grasp the entierity of magic, and thus their works were limited by their own inadequacies.

In response to this failing, the Runelords agreed to the construction of a shared laboratory in a region held neutral by their seven nations.
They named this place Runeforge, and here, practitioners of each of their specialties could work in tandem with one another, with little fear of sabotage, mockery, or interference, in an environment untainted by rivalries and grudges.

When the age of Thassilon ended, Runeforge carried on.
As the years wore into centuries, some of the groups in Runeforge died out, while others grew more powerful.
And as those centuries stretched into millennia, the complex's denizens succumbed to madness, dementia, and depression.
With the end of Thassilon, no new blood came into Runeforge, and nothing came out.

Today, the remaining denizens of Runeforge are as much its prisoners as its caretakers; the once-grand laboratory is now little more than an asylum.
Those few who have survived do so by embracing the darker side of magic, while others gave up, leaving their ageless minions to carry on the work.


Lucrecia only recently received Karzoug's blessing, and has since sought out Rune Giants far from the Storval Plateau, with whom she travels to the Spires of Xin-Shalast.
But now the Runelord of Greed imparts upon her new information.
The Traitor has surfaced, and with him the secret of entering Runeforge may be uncovered.

The activation, and subsequent destruction, of the Runewell of Wrath beneath Sandpoint revealed the hidden Catacombs to the scrying Eye of Avarice.
Tasked to destroy any possibility of anyone finding their way to Runeforge, and learn the creation of Runeforged Weapons, Lucretia immediately sends Longtooth to Sandpoint at top speed.

Atop the indomitable Red Dragon, Enga the Champion radiated pure confidence.
The Scribbler shall be silenced..