In such turbid times when criminals are no longer punished by the hands of the law, they must be punished by the hands of other men.

The Black Dagger bandits have long been a pestilence upon the Colovian countryside, but since the onset of this Banners war, there has no longer been any authority around to bring them to justice, and so they feel free to pillage and murder with impunity. The acolytes of Weynon feel powerless against such injustices, and so after the torture and murder of their emissaries and the theft of an ancient relic from their Priory, they has resorted to requesting aid from any mercenary who happens by.

They ask first that I retrieve their relic from the bandit camp to the west, and next that I find the abandoned house where the bandits store their supplies and poison their food. That such devout men should make such a request shows how dismayed and despairing they have become. I guess it is a burden upon the conscience of men of faith to have to weigh such an iniquitous act against the lives of innocents the act might save. They are not the first, and not the last to fret if their one bad deed might wash away all the good.

S.K