More than five hundred years ago, clans of dwarves and gnomes made an agreement known as the Phandelver's Pact, by which they would share a rich mine in a wondrous cavern known as Wave Echo Cave. In addition to its mineral wealth, the mine contained great magical power. Human spellcasters allied themselves with the dwarves and gnomes to channel and bind that energy into a great forge (called the Forge of Spells), where magic items could be crafted. Times were good, and the nearby human town of Phandalin (pronounced fan-duh-lin) prospered as well. But then disaster struck when ores swept through the North and laid waste to all in their path. A powerful force of ores reinforced by evil mercenary wizards attacked Wave Echo Cave to seize its riches and magic treasures. Human wizards fought alongside their dwarf and gnome allies to defend the Forge of Spells, and the ensuing spell battle destroyed much of the cavern. Few survived the cave-ins and tremors, and the location of Wave Echo Cave was lost. For centuries, rumors of buried riches have attracted treasure seekers and opportunists to the area around Phandalin, but no one has ever succeeded in locating the lost mine. In recent years, people have resettled the area. Phandalin is now a rough-and-tumble frontier town. More important, the Rockseeker brothers-a trio of dwarves- have discovered the entrance to Wave Echo Cave, and they intend to reopen the mines.
**The Tomb of the Iron general is a dungeon adventure for 4 players of 3rd-4th level, designed to be completed within 4 hours of play. It features orcs, traps, and the angry dead.** The untamed wildlands have reclaimed much of the formerly mighty empire of Gilmarron. All that remains now are crumbling tombs, dilapidated foundations, and whispers of lost glory. "The Iron General", as was his moniker, was a brutal leader within the Gilmarron army. In a suit of black plate and said to be able to destroy entire battalions with salvos of arcane magic, the Iron General struck terror into the hearts of men on the front lines. His fearsome approach to leadership won him many battles for the empire and cemented his place among the lost legends of military history. Buried with the bodies of his most trusted lieutenants, his tomb was hidden away in the cold, wind-swept mountains of present-day Abbotsrijk in an effort to protect it from grave robbers. Now, as warmer climates creep southward and the ice begins to melt, this artifact of history has been uncovered. A band of orcs, pushed north by Abbotsrijk's expansion, have recently stumbled upon the tomb and hope to use it as cover from the cold for a few days. They know little of what lurks within.