Moonlit Howls at Blackwater Hollow

The town of Blackwater Hollow lies under a pall of moonlight and silence. You cleared the ruined apothecarium where the mad scientist conducted his nightmarish experiments, then hunted the lycanthrope pack that used the town as a hunting ground. Among torn curtains and smashed glass you found vials and notes that smelled of ozone and silver. Outside, beneath overturned carts and the collapsed bell tower, you stripped pelts from the fallen and pried a silvered short sword from the grip of the pack leader. One of the lycanthropes wore a battered ring and a strange silver locket that hung warm and whispering against its chest. You left with healing potions pilfered from both the apothecary and the scientist's cabinets, a moonstone that still seems to catch the moon, and a few items that will keep a craftsman or an arcane scholar busy for days. Handle the locket with care; the town's curse clings to it like a scent.