While routing mercenaries that assaulted a small, defenseless village, Cuana, Tullweim and Xacksmith discovered a pale ruby with three veins of gold which met at a point in the remains of a looted hut. Taking the jewel, the adventurers followed the tracks of the sellsword company that had advanced past the hamlet. After fighting off a clawing, biting, pack of wolves they came across the body of a young Hyrkanian man that lay atop a meager tablet of granite in the brush off the path.
The Hyrkanian archer realized the ruby fit into an oval indentation on the tablet as the Aesir uncovered a bloody missive naming the body Doma, apprentice to Jehungir. A violent gust of wind suddenly ripped across the party and a demon with four gangly limbs manifested. The barbarians went into a crimson mist of rage and the large outsider’s voltaic breath could not stall their fury. They then followed the path to a cave entrance where a cordial hermit calling himself Ghaznavi welcomed the adventurers to dine with him.
The recluse related his story of learning sorcery with his quarreling brother Jehungir. Of how their master T’Neya had crafted a powerful bracelet cut in two and given each half to one of the brothers. Ghaznavi learned his brother had left his mortal coil and sought a map to Jehungir’s burial site. The hermit promised riches to anyone who could help him gather such a map.
Tullweim realized the granite tablet and ruby with gold veins was the very map the sage required. Intrigued by the story, and gold promised, the Aesir offered the jewel and tablet to Ghaznavi. The sorcerer took the granite tablet, cackled madly and rushed behind a curtain to a room that sealed itself behind him. From that room erupted a shaft of yellow light, which bolted out of the cave, shredding all in its wake. The adventurers rushed out the cave mouth and saw the trail of light sickly shimmering in the evening air.