In the quiet and peaceful night a humming shrieks through the desert. As the ground begins to shake a portion of sand starts being sucked from the inside. As more sand fall more and more into the hole that is created howls are heard from around and the wind suddenly gets wilder. After a few minutes the disruption lies down and from the hole a faint purple light shines and twinkles for a while. In the other side of the desert an old man jumps from his sleep. For a moment his wide opened eyes shine with a bright light that illuminates the hole room. After a few seconds the light turns out and the old man kneels breathless in front of his bed. Under his breath a few quiet words come out of his mouth. "The candle is out."
You have all been invited to a magnificent feast of Count Du Morne. Some of you as a reward for your exceptional performance in various tasks, other are expected to be a nice addition to the entertainment of the evening. The evening goes by and wine and conversation are keeping the mood up when suddenly one of the servers runs in the room ignoring the guests straight to Count Du Morne. With his breath out of his chest he announces "Forgive my lord but in the exhibition room.... The Blue Viper is missing". Immediately the Castle enters lock down. Nobody will leave until the famous and legendarily expensive jewel is retrieved.