During a recent clear out of some dusty old storerooms to make room for their Chosens' new gym (the previous one having been lost to a a bout of excessive enthusiasm), the Order of the Rod have uncovered an ancient map leading to something called the Forge of Champions.

Despite the high likelihood that this Forge has long been picked clean by scavengers or fallen into utter ruin, Grandmaster Grandwick has declared that anything with such an awesome name is worth a shufty and has sponsored a small group to go and have a poke about

• Sergeant Myron of Telemere
• Countess Catarina Romaia