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Is This Anything?

The Butterfly Festival

Every year, over the course of a fortnight, the city fills with butterflies. Millions of them. They blanket every surface, drift through every street, settle on every shoulder. They come for a few days, and then leave, continuing their migration and dispersing.

People come from all over to see the beauty. The festival that grew around their arrival is now the largest on the continent, with vendors, ceremonies, competitions, and tourists.

This year, something is different.

The butterflies arrived as expected, but something is off. The butterflies are... docile? Their bright colors are... muted? They seem... skittish around people. And when the fortnight ends, they don't leave. They stay, packed together, restless and dim. More keep arriving. The migration has stalled.

Nobody knows why. The festival mood curdles into unease.

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Why this is happening can depend on the story you're telling:

1. Something blocks the migration path. A threat, a disaster, or a darkness lies ahead on their route. The butterflies are witnesses to something the players haven't found yet.
2. Something in the city is drawing them. An artifact, a ritual, a birth, a death. The butterflies are responding to a magical attractor the players may be connected to.
3. They are carrying something. Spores, a curse, fey larvae, encoded information. Someone is using the migration as a delivery mechanism, and the delay is intentional.
4. They are dying. Their colors fade a little more each day. Their death will trigger something - ecological, magical, or divine - and the clock is already running out.
5. Not all of them are butterflies. Most are, but something is hiding in the swarm, waiting.

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The cause is left open on purpose. Plug in whatever fits your current story, or let the players figure it out and surprise you.

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Meet Phineas Draem, Proprietor of Phin's Finds
Rogue 3 / Bard 7

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Phineas Draem was never a warrior, never an adventurer, never a thief. He was a salesman. His shop, Phin's Finds, was a cramped, cluttered den of cuiosities tucked into a crooked alley, the kind of place where adventures found oddities, nobles found forbidden treasures, and scholars found things they weren't supposed to touch. Phineas didn't steal or pillage; he bought. Everything he owned passed through someone else's hands first.

Over the years, he built his stock by charming desperate sellers, out-negotiating rival merchants, and keeping a careful network of whispers. His crowning jewel was a nearly-complete Deck of Many Things, which he had pieced together card-by-card over a lifetime. Then, one night, it was all gone. A break-in, an inside betrayal, or maybe a curse -- he doesn't know. But the deck, and every other piece of stock, had vanished.

With no money, no goods, and no business left to run, Phineas set out not as a merchant but as a desperate man on the road, seeking either to reclaim his lost deck or to start again from nothing.

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Rogue (Mastermind) and Bard (Eloquence) together give Phineas a silver tongue, a read of people, a knack for the right lie at the right time, running networks, hiring middlemen, keeping up appearances, negotiations, debates, and talking his way out of trouble. He's never actually seen battle, but knows how to stay alive. He ducks behind cover, throws out distractions, cuts through minds with words. Fast talk, misdirection, and a hidden dagger just in case.

Phineas isn't after fame, glory, and wealth. He wants stock. Artifacts, relics, cursed objects, forgotten magic. Anything to restore his status as the black market's greatest dealer.

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