Prologue and Map(s)

[kevin_video]

You are a great hunter. Known fairly well amongst the multiverse in your own right, you have just finished your latest adventure, and are ready for a rest. But great heroes do not get such a luxury. No. Instead of a relaxing vacation, a mysterious scroll appears out of thin air, almost calling to you. It is sealed with wax, the emblem created by a signet ring that is not recognized at first. Opening it, a letter to you is written.

Great Hunter:

    Your assistance is urgently required at Hunter's Isle. We have been arrogant fools, thinking this to be a lucrative venture conceived by Jaccob Rem, but it's become quite apparent that we are being punished for our ignorance and greed.
    An unidentified magical beast stalks the island, and the hunters have become the hunted! Though much of the beast's powers remain a mystery, it appears capable of splintering itself into four versions of its original self, each form with different colored stripes on its body.
    Its multiplied strength is overwhelming, and we have yet to find its weakness, though my Holy Avenger has on one occasion managed to pierce its flesh. However, we are no match for its duplication abilities, and with our security system mysteriously compromised I fear that every beast we had imprisoned across the island is now free to roam the compound!
    Jaccob has disappeared and we fear the worst. Calathra Bramblefoot has an Instant Fortress or two to keep us momentarily protected. Roryn Stoneshield and I are at the mansion for needed supplies and the chance to send you this request, though I fear we may not be able to make it back. Some of the hunters we were guiding panicked and made a premature run for the manor, but found upon arrival they were nowhere in sight. Their current condition is, as of this letter, unknown.
    I implore you, Great Hunter, to rescue our team! Dispose of the horrid creatures and you may name any reward for saving us, The Hunter's Wealth, from this peril.
    There is a teleport spell linked to this scroll. If you agree to help us, merely say "yes" and you will be instantly brought to this island.

Tarmin Squire

The only facts you know are:
a ) Apparently, a ridiculously wealthy aristocrat needs your help on a private island. He is possibly a lone survivor as he mentions members of his party being taken out, or missing.
b ) A magical beast is that which killed his friends, after their greed and pride got the best of them.
c ) If you save him and kill the beast, the rewards you will receive can not be measured. The reputation you will receive would also be immeasurable.
d ) The "how" to get there is via the scroll casting greater teleport and you landing on a teleportation pad, once you've accepted the mission.

Note: It is assumed that you agree to this letter, take no more time than what is absolutely necessary to get ready, as this is a most urgent request and you don't know how much leeway you really have.

[kevin_video]

Don't expect too many maps. I'm still getting the hang of paint shop, and can't draw worth crap. My friend who has insane knowledge of Photoshop is currently busy with other projects, but has promised me that she'll have stuff ready for me by the time of the tournament. So if you guys need more maps, I'll do what I can with what I've got, but don't expect masterpieces. For the most part I'll be borrowing maps of the week from WotC. Some of which you might recognize because they were from previous adventures and Dungeon modules.

While it looks like a blue pond, the final version will be yellow and light lime green for the teleportation pad. It's where everyone appears. It may not look like much, but it can fit 15 medium-sized creatures. It's assumed that after you appear, and get your bearings, you get off of the pad, and leave the yellowish-green semi-transparent dome, surrounding the pad, so that others may appear.

[kevin_video]

It's only the prototype of what my friend was able to do so far, but I wanted you guys to see the island you're on, had you used Lay of the Land, or were thousands of feet in the air above it.