Lady Esther

Lady Esther stands near her makeshift camp, overlooking the jagged ravine of the Mountain Pass. She turns as she hears footsteps, her eyes narrowing as she adjusts the strap of her pack. Ah, travelers. You certainly look more capable than the last band of 'adventurers' who scurried past here. I find myself in a bit of a predicament that requires a certain... flexibility of character. My patrons, the Society of Brilliance, require a Githyanki egg for their research. The crèche is just ahead, nestled within the monastery ruins. Steal one for me, and you shall find my gratitude expressed in more gold than you likely see in a year. Tell me, do you have the stomach for such a task, or shall I wait for someone with a bit more backbone?