Hours pass, and the storm gradually relents. Light breaks through the breaking clouds, spilling down onto the marble pediments and wet paving stones of the city. Slowly, citizens begin to emerge from their homes. Before long, the usual bustle of everyday life in Mytros resumes. King Acastus looks pleased. “Excellent work! I knew I could trust you to handle this matter. Now, let’s see about your reward …” He pulls a rolled parchment out of his cloak and hands it to you. “This map will lead you to the last known whereabouts of the Ultros . It was my ancestor’s ship, the legendary vessel of Estor Arkelander, fiercest of the Dragonlords. There was a time when I thought I might claim it for myself, but I have no need of it now.” “You should know that I am rebuilding the ancient order of the Dragonlords. In time, I will have a legion of dragon-mounted warriors under my command. Then we will have no more need of heroes and Oracles. We shall drive back the Titans with the power of the dragons, just as my forefathers did.” “In any case, this map will allow you to resume your so-called ‘Great Labors.’ I thank you for the service you have done my city. You are dismissed.”
The king rewards the heroes with the map to the Ultros, which was last seen near the Dead Falls.
Acastus encourages the heroes to leave his city as soon as possible. Their fame has begun to overshadow his own, and he secretly prays to Sydon that his bloodthirsty undead ancestor will kill the heroes and put an end to their glory-hogging ways.
If the party ask why they must recover the Ultros instead of sailing some other ship, Acastus explains, truthfully, that the wrath of Sydon makes travel beyond the coast nearly impossible. They will need a legendary ship if they are to survive the journey.
