Once again, my path is taking me back to the familiar mountains of my childhood and the painful reminder of what it has become. This time, I came back to Gnomeregan to research my hypothesis of a possible power crystal experiment turned wrong.
Radiation is still everywhere. Somehow, survivors still manage to escape the troggs infested ruins, although most of them are too sick to leave the mountainside.
I could not afford much time in the dark hallways of my homeland. My magic is still not strong enough to protect me from the poisoned air, much less from the hordes of troggs and mechanoids gone mad.
I managed to take a few samples of ooze for further study, but I was not able to find any trace of crystals. If they were at the origin of the catastrophe, maybe they were not in large enough quantities to survive the explosion, or maybe they need flora to survive instead of the cold, metallic structures of our city.
I will have to return another time with a larger group. The source of radiations seems still active somewhere underground. There is still a chance to find out if power crystals were involved.
Maybe my fellow Guild members will answer my request for assistance. This would be a quest worthy of the Azure Dreamers.