A Letter from Laith!

Aranel: Our favorite Drow bard, Laith, recently sent us a letter. He wrangled a dwarf into finding us (somehow).

Lyaera: We miss you, Laith!

To my very favourite acquaintances,

I recently had the unusual pleasure of entertaining a tribe of kobolds. I was traveling with a caravan through some unfamiliar woods, and the little hooligans set upon us and demanded tribute for passing through their territory. The other option, they bluntly informed us, was death. Unfortunately, the caravan did not provide quite enough loot to satisfy their reptilian tastes, so things were not looking well... until the caravan leader happened to mention that they had a bard with them. Apparently kobolds are particularly fond of good storytellers, especially those that speak Draconic. They agreed to let the caravan pass if I were to come perform for their tribe, and the caravan was quick to make my committment for me.

Imagine my surprise when, in beginning my recount of our adventures in the chaotic woods and Mechanus, the whole camp sprang into an uproar. At first I thought they were going to eat me alive, but then I realized that they knew you! The chief was particularly eager to hear tidings of his newest tribesmen, and I was more than happy to oblige. It wound up being an unexpectedly enjoyable night after that.

As of now, I have returned to the road, and I continue to travel abroad, learning more and more about the current news of our lands and making a decent living off of my performances and the stories that you helped to provide. I caught word that you had headed to Dwarven lands, so I shall send this message with the first dwarf that I find heading that way. I hope that he finds you all alive and well. I expect to catch wind of your further adventures in the future. Rest assured that I will be the first bard to sing of your many accomplishments. May the gods bless your efforts, and may the stories of your efforts continue to bring me gold!

Your Personal Bard,
Laith

Poste Scripte: I've included a scroll for you that happened to come into my possession recently. I believe you'll find it rather useful; it is among my favorite spells. The wizard should have no problem identifying and using it. Consider it a gift of gratitude. If the stories of your exploits continue to increase in popularity, I may be sending you more. Perhaps.

*end letter*


Scroll details:
One (1) scroll of disintegrate
Spell range: 150 ft
Casting time: 1 standard action
Duration: Instantaneous
Saving throw: Fortitude DC 22 (partial)
Normal spell effects:
Caster must make a successful ranged touch attack, at which point a thin, green ray springs from his or her pointing finger.
Any creature struck by this ray takes 24d6 points of damage.
Any creature reduced to 0 or fewer hit points by this spell is entirely disintigrated, leaving behind only a trace of fine dust and whatever equipment they may have carried.
When used against an object, the ray simply disintigrates up to 10 cubic feet of nonliving matter.
A creature or object that succeeds on their Fortitude save instead takes 5d6 points of damage, suffering the same disintigration consequences if its hit points are reduced to below 0.
Only one target allowed per casting.