GROGG OF WHIMSY EFFECTS:
| 390 | An official-looking license appears in your possession authorizing you to conduct wild-goose chases. Nobody can identify the issuing authority. |
| 590 | You can dig graves with astonishing speed and enthusiasm. You have Advantage on Strength (Athletics) checks made to dig earth, and mundane grave-digging takes you half the normal time. |
| 707 | Choose a mundane allergen (dust). Whenever it makes you sneeze, an exact duplicate of you appears at least 20 feet away for 1d4 hours. The duplicate has your statistics and memories at the moment it appears, acts independently, and disappears when the duration ends. |
| 897 | One thumb turns purple. Any nonmagical plant you deliberately touch with that thumb rapidly withers and dies. |
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What is Kai's story? They wonder. They only remember the moments before they died, but not much before then.
To the crypts they travelled, to bury the dead, as there were always so many to bury. But not just any dead this time, someone of high importance… Kai does not remember who.
A lament they played, to honour the passing of the dead. Where they stared down at death, death came back at them. It happened so fast, a flash of flame from the crypt and then all turned to darkness.
And so it has been darkness ever since. Until now.
Breaking out of their own grave, they rose once more at the very same site they had died at. Only by reading their tombstone could they remember their own name.
Staggering for several days, they found their way to the settlement called Tower Haven. Seeing themselves in still water, they could not believe their eyes - dead. But no longer dead, somewhere in between.
Raising their hood, they looked for rest in the nearest tavern. There, they found a lute. And where much had been forgotten, Kai's fingers still found their way across the music. After a night of song, they went to go to sleep, but sleep did not come. Sleep does not come anymore.
The town's folk speak of strange magic and corruption. Kai must know more, for they must find their own story.
