Soon after the adventurers arrived, they would be greeted by silence and rot. For the longest time the four would walk through the ruins of Brighthaven, finding nothing but the remains of those who have tried and failed. They were not mere wasters and poor souls either; the remains of their battered, rusted, and destroyed equipment were all that remained to tell their tale of trial and failure. There was one place that seemed to remain standing compared to the rest of these gutted buildings. Some sort of temple given it's belltower. Compared to the wooden buildings, the temple was made of stone, and unlike the towers and other stone structures, this temple wasn't in ruin or had broken windows. 

Of course one does not simply walk towards this temple. Up ahead was a wretched stench, one that these four could easily smell even though they weren't downwind. They would see the decaying remains of some sort of large, ocean creature, and on this creature were [url=https://www.aidedd.org/dnd/images/troglodyte.jpg]naked lizard-like humanoids[/url] tearing out chunks of flesh and eating them raw. One of the ruin's many inhabitants. And in the distance, there was a crack of thunder; it would seem that a storm was coming. With it would come rain and darkness.

There were other places the adventurers could go as well. Perhaps they could take shelter in the ruins. Or they could explore further on their own, using the temple as simply a landmark in which to navigate this rotted port.