Deep in the woods, something has gone wrong. Travellers are disappearing like flies and the townspeople are wary of passing under its shady eaves.
A members of a very powerful magic-using family would like to go on a short vaction.
A small group of cannibals has started roaming farther out from their remote home and have come into contact with some farms.
While in a deep forest a fairy will take a liking to one of the players.
A large explosion was heard 4 days ago coming from the foot of the nearby mountains. Ever since then no trade wagons have come through as they usually did.
It is said that though the crown has always been passed through inheritance, no man may rule without the approval of the Archmage and the Guildmaster. (Interpretation I leave to interested parties.