Description
The Ring of Phynaster was made hundreds of years ago by a person who needed good defenses to survive his adventurous life. Thanks to the Ring, Phynaster lived for hundreds of years, and since then it has passed from person to person. The ring improves its wearer's overall resistance to damage and grants total immunity to poison, spells, and electricity. Still, Phynaster was cunning and said to have cursed the Ring. It eventually disappears from its holder's possessions and returns to another resting place, uncontent to stay anywhere but with Phynaster himself.
Rumors
You know who Phynaster was, don't you? He was a [race], like yourself, with a marvelous ring that allowed him invulnerability to magic and poison. Rumor is there's a gentleman in the [tavern name] - that's [direction] of here - who says he knows how to get to this ring. He's in it for the money, make no mistake. You want his information, you better have gold.
Can't say I've ever heard of him, but some guy named Phynaster apparently lost his ring and another guy [direction] of here in the [tavern name] knows how to get it back. Must be something special about that ring, [race], because he's asking for a lot of money for his information. Enough gold to buy a modest-sized palace, actually. But if you're interested, there you are.
Just more rumors about the Ring of Phynaster, this time from a man to the [direction], at the [tavern name] actually. Chap says he'll tell you exactly how to get the Ring if the price is right. Not for me, [race]. I don't need total invulnerability to magic and poison.
Today's your lucky day, [race]. I'm [Name], and not only can I tell you whatever you want to know about the Ring of Phynaster, I can show you just how you can find it. All I'm asking for this wealth of information is [amount] gold. A pretty modest sum considering that soon you'll have nothing to fear from magic, or poison. Are you willing?
Good to meet you, %pcf. I go by the name of [Name], and I'm just the man you want to speak to if you want to find the lost Ring of Phynaster. It's not lost at all, you see. There's a map that... well, why spoil the surprise? For a mere [amount] gold pieces, I'll finish my last sentence. Is it a deal?
There was a time when I'd be suspicious of a young [race] wandering in to the [tavern name] and asking about the commodity I'm selling. The Wharf Rats would rather have me dead than divulging the secret location of the Ring of Phynaster. I can help you, if you're willing to part with [amount] of your hard-earned gold pieces. Before responding, just think of how much more you can earn after the Ring has made you invulnerable to nearly anything a mage or a thief can throw at you. Do we have a deal?
Tavern Encounters
"Today's your lucky day, [race]," a young man appears at your side the moment you mention the Ring of Phynaster. "I'm [Name], and not only can I tell you whatever you want to know about the Ring of Phynaster, I can show you just how you can find it. All I'm asking for this wealth of information is [amount] gold. A pretty modest sum considering that soon you'll have nothing to fear from magic, or poison. Are you willing?"
The innkeeper looks at you doubtfully and then signals to a young man seated at the far end of the bar. He meanders over and shakes your hand. "Good to meet you, %pcf. I go by the name of [Name], and I'm just the man you want to speak to if you want to find the lost Ring of Phynaster. It's not lost at all, you see. There's a map that... well, why spoil the surprise? For a mere [amount] gold pieces, I'll finish my last sentence. Is it a deal?"
"There was a time when I'd be suspicious of a young [race] wandering in to the [tavern name] and asking about the commodity I'm selling," the young man next to you says gloomily. "The Wharf Rats would rather have me dead than divulging the secret location of the Ring of Phynaster. I can help you, if you're willing to part with [amount] of your hard-earned gold pieces. Before responding, just think of how much more you can earn after the Ring has made you invulnerable to nearly anything a mage or a thief can throw at you. Do we have a deal?"
Location
"Very good, for now we can do business. You know that Phynaster was killed by the Wharf Rats for his Ring? It's true. He was buried somewhere in the Forest of Elborn and the Ring has ever since been stored in one of their hundreds of underground headquarters. Even should the Ring be taken by thieves, a charm has been cast on it so it will eventually return to one of the Rats' sanctuaries. The faction of the Rats decided that the best place to hide the map to the Ring's most recent resting place was in the a place called the [dungeon name], in the Summurset Isle. I will inscribe the location onto your map of the continent. If you can find the map, it will lead you to the Ring of Phynaster..."
