The adventurers, having killed the orcs, carried the dead boy into Duvik's Pass. The streets of the town were almost empty. Some townspeople were out, but all looked careworn and unhappy. They were used to travellers, but some of them shot the companions curious glances before going on about their business. The town itself was haphazardly constructed. It was clear that there were a lot of newly constucted, but shoddy homes and a few small storefronts, most of which seemed closed in the spring twilight.



The only place that was clearly open was the Laughing Dog Inn, where Nakk decided to cool his heels. The other three had spotted a temple, and took the boy there.

Father Samael welcomed Tyke, Lucian, and Elanor to the temple of Waukeen. He took the poor dead boy from them, and told them that the boy's mother had died that very morning of the plague, and that his father had been a miner and had been missing for two weeks.

The basement of the temple was filled with bodies that the half-elf priest had been preparing for burial. Elanor tried to discern the cause of the plague that had swept the village. She sensed there was an unnatural glimmer of necromancy that clung to the corpses, and made up her mind to seek out the cause of the unnatural disease and destroy it.
The sight of the dead was too much for Lucian, who was moved by a darkness and sorrow he could not put into words. he left for the Laughing Dog to find Nakk, and a drink to soothe his troubled spirit.



Back at the bar, Lucien found Nakk trying his best to impress a serving wench, who was clearly a little nauseated by him. She warmed right up to Lucian, however, who had no idea how to handle her flirtations. There were only two patrons in the bar: An old man by the fireplace, and a wealthy-looking thin man in a shadowy corner, reading some documents.

Lucien sat down with the old man, and found out more about the plague, and the history of Duvik's Pass.