L’Oeuf Noir

Winter stretches on, icy and silent. On a forgotten path, your small group of adventurers makes its way toward an old temple, guided by ancient legends. These legends speak of a sacred artifact, the source of all magic. But what you are about to discover surpasses anything you could have imagined... As you turn a stone bridge, a figure awaits you. The old man is covered in dust, strange symbols embroidered on his robe. His gaze is not hostile, but it trembles with an urgency that cannot be feigned. "You did not come here by chance," he says in a hoarse voice. He tells you that a thousand years ago, a cursed artifact was sealed away: the Black Egg. An ancient ritual, fueled by magic, keeps it imprisoned, along with the demon that created it. But the spell is weakening. To restore it, he needs your help. He pleads with you: "Help me. By sunset, it will be too late."