Relative Mystery

When you reach GM Renown tier 6.

- Your sibling sends you a letter explaining that they may have discovered something about your farm. They give you a diary. - This gives you clues/directions to a spot on the farm where they request that you dig. - Once you find the dig spot you must dig using a specific shovel. - You uncover a locked chest and a lost journal belonging to your Uncle.

Letter from sibling sent as soon as the tier is unlocked. "Hey, you! When Uncle Bill passed into nature, I went through some of his things. I took a few things with me and was just leafing through them when a small note fell out of a book. It said, 'If you find this note, then it is presumed I am gone. This book contains the clues to where I buried it. Where I buried my past.' I looked in the book, but my words were never as strong as my actions. Can you work it out? It seems like you should try. You might need a really good shovel! Something of Fae metal might do the trick! Shatterwrist or something, can't recall the name. Good luck."

Gift Book... ‘Uncle Bill’s Secret Diary’

Task added: Find the Buried Chest Desc: ‘Follow the clues in Uncle Bill’s diary and use a strong shovel to reach the lowest depth. A dog can’t help you find this one!

Diary text: INSERT CORRECT TEXT

You need to dig on the correct spot using a Shadderwryth shovel. You receive a chest. Inside is a note... ‘When I pass, and I meet my Rose again, I hope she will greet me with kindness. What I did was unforgivable. We had been chosen to be the Summertide Herald’s, but the day before, I kissed her goodbye and told her and others I was going to gather offerings for Summertide. I actually went into faraway Toughwood and hid. Everyone thought I had been lost to the monsters of Toughwood. I returned two weeks later, covered in cuts and bruises, inflicted by my own hand to give the impression I had been attacked by monsters. What I didn’t tell anyone though, was that I saw something disturbing in that cursed wood, something dark and dangerous slumbering in the shadow. My being pale and shaken was no act, but added believability to my story. Summertide had passed and my Rose was, of course, the only choice, and my cowardice was plain to see. Forgive me, my flower. Forgive me, everyone. I shall lock this confession in a chest, half hoping that it will be found one day. I also lay to rest the sword I used so many times to take so many lives in the woods.’

Gift Legendary Sword...William’s Petal.