Miller's Rest
A once-sturdy farmhouse now stands as a jagged silhouette against the horizon. The front porch has partially collapsed, and the white paint is peeling away like dead skin. Inside, the furniture has been shoved against the walls to make room for complex, geometric symbols etched into the floorboards and filled with dull gray lead. Heavy black curtains cover every window, blocking out the sun and trapping the smell of incense inside.
Miller's Rest
The air is unnervingly cold and carries a sharp, metallic tang of ozone and old blood. A low, rhythmic thumping, like a heavy heartbeat, vibrates through the floorboards whenever the wind dies down.
A once-sturdy farmhouse now stands as a jagged silhouette against the horizon. The front porch has partially collapsed, and the white paint is peeling away like dead skin. Inside, the furniture has been shoved against the walls to make room for complex, geometric symbols etched into the floorboards and filled with dull gray lead. Heavy black curtains cover every window, blocking out the sun and trapping the smell of incense inside.
Soft-spoken and intensely focused, he speaks of the fallen angel as a misunderstood martyr and views his own life as an insignificant sacrifice for the cause.
History
Lore of the Fallen: The Weight of Lead
Discarded parchments in the study detail the history of Quinseth. Once a celestial guardian of light, he was cast down for showing 'cruel mercy.' As he fell, his wings of gossamer were transmuted into heavy, jagged lead. The text warns that Quinseth's presence makes the very air feel heavy, and those in his presence find it difficult to lift their weapons or draw breath.
Ritual Preparations
In the upstairs master bedroom, a massive ritual circle is being prepared. It is not made of chalk, but of molten lead poured into grooves carved directly into the floor. A bowl of 'Heavenly Tears' sits in the center, which is actually a toxic mercury-like substance. This indicates that Quinseth's physical form will be resistant to non-magical slashing and piercing damage due to the density of his celestial hide.
Security Measures
The cultists have rigged the house with 'Lead-Weight Traps.' These are hidden tripwires connected to heavy lead weights in the ceiling. If triggered, a character must succeed on a DC 13 Dexterity saving throw or take 2d10 bludgeoning damage and be pinned. Furthermore, the cultists have used Silver Oil on the door handles, which deals 1d4 radiant damage to any creature of good alignment who touches it with bare skin.
Denizens
Soft-spoken and intensely focused, he speaks of the fallen angel as a misunderstood martyr and views his own life as an insignificant sacrifice for the cause.
A pale woman with fingertips permanently stained black from handling ritual lead. She manages the smaller sacrifices and guards the kitchen.
A large, armored man who never speaks. His movements are jerky, as if his limbs are being pulled by invisible wires, and his eyes glow with a dim, silvery light.
Rumors & Plot Hooks
- 1.Local hunters have seen black feathers the size of shortswords scattered in the woods nearby
- 2.The house is haunted by the Miller family, who scream whenever the cultists start their chanting
- 3.The cultists are buying every scrap of lead in the nearby town, offering three times its weight in gold
Classified Entry
The cellar contains the remains of the Miller family, but their spirits haven't left; they are being used as anchors to tether Quinseth's essence to the material plane.
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