"Eleven years holding the torch for adventurers. Now she holds a quill, and they still won't split the loot."
Hollis Delvewright carried torches for nine adventuring parties, four of which still exist. She walked out of her last dungeon with a notebook full of things nobody else had written down and a ten-foot pole she refuses to return. The Gazette sends her wherever the realm is on fire, flooded, cursed, or being tunneled into.
2 dispatches so far, newest first.
A gelatinous cube was found in the walk-in cooler of Brindlemoor's Sleeping Mule tavern. The inspector marked the cheese 'unverified.'
A rust monster ate the ribbon shears, a stair gate, and the Reeve's chain at the Undermaw Level Seven opening. Chapter 9 says it's on track.
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