Whistles, the kindly, old, forgetful mage has been making toys and puppets for children in his tiny, cluttered shop for as long as anyone can remember. The PCs visit Whistles shop, and as the old man chats them up, he mentions that something bizarre has been happening to his creations recently, they have been disappearing.
Vanishing, he insists, from his shelves, from the beds and windowsills of the children who bought and own them, from his workshop, and even from right under his nose. One day Whistles finishes a puppet, the next day, or a week later, its often gone, vanishing apparently into thin air. Whistles does have some minor magics at his disposal, but has been unsuccessful in his attempts so far to solve the mystery of his disappearing puppets. He has alerted the city guard, but claims they deride him, as an old, senile man, and tell him they have more important things to do than track down missing toys. "They were probably just stolen from under your old beak", they tell Whistles.
The old wizard and toy-maker petitions the PCs for help, in solving this most peculiar and singular affair.
As in many plots, the PCs play the role of investigators.
1. The Wood?
2. The Wizard?
3. The Puppets?