Quote:"A bastardization, she calls it. The 'Tallic arts'."
"An abomination upon the true purpose of her Art, the Prophet preaches."
"But one that is not irreconcilable. Techniques that are not without merit."
"Anything that can advance His design, she says, must be claimed."
"And so?"
"She comes to claim it."

There are hundreds of crypts scattered around Meranthe. Corpses buried, their stories left with them.
Many of these crypts were broken into, defiled and profaned by the likes of Ozmandius Tal and his disciples.
Many of these crypts still contain their secrets, their techniques, their materials and works.
Untapped.
Unseen.
Left, for centuries, to molder and rot.

...but one who practices the Art knows well...
...something being dead and forgotten can be fixed, with the right techniques.
And with proper effort.

Risk: CoD. Fuck us up. Make us earn our devmats.
Party: The Prophet of Azrael, her two Undead, and two unnamed others.
Themes: Undeath, Forgotten Secrets, Tallic Necromancy Lore, Grave-Robbing
Rewards: Forgotten objects, creations and materials, both for immediate gain and for use in creating artifacts and projects of great necromantic power.
DM: please. i am begging on my hands and knees. send your discord if you accept it i'll dm you