Welcome back to Greyhawk

Mayor Azrael was in year four of his 5 year term as Mayor of Diamond Lake. The issue of landslides still vexed him. He had long thought a magic solution best, but after a few mnonths found that Felnar was incapable of casting transmutation magics, such as Transmute Mud to Rock.
  A recent contact named Ekiam Smallcask, was the chief engineer for the Oligarchy of Greyhawk. He came yearly to inspect the mines and a tax collector would follow and collect the yearly taxes. Ekiam had a side interest in fielding a team for the Champion's Belt competition in a few months time. Azrael liked the idea of joining up with his old friends to fight enemies not just paper tigers.  
  Soon after most of the group was gathered Azrael sprung the idea on them, and the team name 'the Gravediggers' was promoted. While the gang was talking this through, a letter came for Felnar from Eligos, the sage of Greyhawk. "Felnar, I believe I have found a means to transform your friend Terra. Please come at once."
  6 of the 8 adventurers left Diamond Lake, with messages left with Elival Moonmeadow to reach Lath and Shaft in their travels.
  The group was well versed by now in peace bonding and unstringing weapons, along with the tariffs and duties men going through their belongings and the 3 gp 'adventurer's tax'. Often a rogue or two would approach the group offering to smuggle items past the guards for a fee. Wether these were genuine offers or a set up by the Watch was never tested.
  After entering the great walled city the adventurers soon saw fliers and posters for the upcoming Champions Belt Games. Felnar, a longtime resident of Greyhawk before his apprenticeship in Diamond Lake, explained to the group the nature of the games. Set in a massive gladitorial arena, the games are sponsored team bloodsport with a few rules to limit mortality. Anyone in a team can yield, and be spared further punishment. Often team size is set at 4 or 6 participants, depending on the whims of the Arena Master, a lifelong position granted by the Lord Mayor of Greyhawk.
  The group's progress to Eligos' mansion was blocked by a procession of juggers, fire breathers, acrobats and other street performers, along with a menagerie of bizzare creatures in wagons.
  Across the road Morgrim spotted a fellow in a red cape with a goatee and jet black hair and a recending hairline. Morgrim seemed to think he was with Auric and the other rival adventurers who had been snooping into cairns at about the same time as your group. 
  The caped fellow cast a spell, as which point a great roaring came from the back of a cage laden wagon. Soon screams of townsfolk and performers told the story of some great beast escaping. Despite having been away from fighting for years, the gang of 6 swung into action. Morgrim keyed in on the wagon, which trampled performers and townsfolk alike. He swung his mighty war hammer with abandon at a wheel as he kept pace with the wagon. If not for his quick action it would have quickly raced away to do untold damage.
  Krech and the rest confronted a horrible beast. Largers than even the largest horse, it had the mottled body of a lion, great draconic wings of deepest azure and three heads. A bleary eyed goat, a raging lion, and a savage blue dragon. Krech and Aardgal attacked it while Bornir and Felnar buffed and cast spells from a far. The Beast breathed a gout of lightning which Aardgal dodged, and grazed Felnar. Before the beast could rear up and strike, the party had slain it and it lay quivering and twithing on the muddy cobble stone streets.
  The Greyhawk Watch arrived and Morgrim told them of seeing a spell caster cast an unknown spell prior to the fight. Morgrim thought he was a wizard associated with Auric's Warband. A group who had won the Champion Belt games in the past. While the Watch questioned the group, Azrael noticed he was missing a scroll case, which was normally attached to his belt. He looked around the scene of the battle, and Aardgal mentioned it looked as if it had been cut. When this was mentioned, everyone else checked their possessions and Morgrim was likewise missing a pouch which had been full of gold.
  After the Watch left and the Chimera was being hauled away, Morgrim concetrated. His right hand clutched his war hammer 'Whelm'. He peered left, then right, then with a steely look of concentration he darted off through the throngs of people in the Greyhawk street. The rest of the group followed him, as they would a greyhound and he was eventually drawn to a tap house/flop house aptly called 'the Crooked House'. It was constructed with not a single right angle. A two story beam and stucco building.
  Inside Moregrim looked around and eventually nodded towards two men sitting near a corner. Aardgal and Moregrim stood near the bar, while Bornir stood near the stairs up to the 2nd story. Felnar, Krech and Azrael sat down at one of the few empty tables in the joint.
  Behind the bar, on an elevated level so he was eye-to-eye with the customers, was the foulest mouthed halfling the group had ever known. He lank haired scarred halfling, who served and abused with equal ease.
  Aardgal, gave the halfling a gold 'For damages.' Then he and Morgrim rounded the bar to confront the thieves.
  When Morgrim and Azrael strode towards the two thieves, they clearly heard the young rogues say "You! Run for it!" The two fleet footed rogues rounded the bar to find the exit blocked. Krech smacked one with his bagged hand, and they quickly took potions of invisibilty. Felnar cast a spell which allowed him to see them. Then relayed their positions to his allys. Between spells and a hypnotism spell with the instructions to 'become visible'. The two rogues were quickly beaten unconscious and the watch was called, once again. After 5 minutes a patrol came through the doors of the crooked house and after a lengthy chat with everyone concerned, verified that the items from the young men had been taken earlier in the melee with the chimera. They were taken to jail, and the group was allowed to go.
  All of this pushed them into the early hours of the evening as they approached Eligos' residence. The stately manor with it's trimmed hedges and lawn, with tasteful statuary was a far cry from the relative squalor of Diamond Lake. As the gang approached the doorway, they found it ajar. Pushing the door open cautiously, they could see a crumpled body lying in the cloakroom off the entrance, a pool of blood beneath it's still form. Approaching they turned the person over and found Pollard, Eligos' elven butler. His body still stightly warm, a look of pain and shock still on his face. He seemed to have been the victim of swords or daggers or some such.
  Searching the rest of the house the group found Eligos. Sprawled in front of his reading chair in his den. There were burn marks on the floor, as if from  a minor fire spell, and he likewise seemed to have been killed with blades. On a nearby book shelf, Felnar recognized the red journal Eligos had used to jot down notes during their past meetings. Near the book sat two small brown ceramic jars with lids which had been waxed and tied with twine.  
  Once it was clear the house was free of adversaries, Felnar sat near the dead man and started to read the journal. In it, Eligos related finding a possible cure to Terra's vampirism. Something called 'the Apolstolic Scrolls', which had recently been sold in the Greyhawk black market. Apparently a powerful magic item, with connections to the god Kyuss and Nerull.
  Also Eligos had discovered a use for the worm infected dragon egg, and had created something called 'Kyuss Bane Paste.' and included his formula for it's creation. He surmised it would allow one to resist infection, and putting it on a weapon would allow one to deal great damage to an undead infected with the unholy green worms.
  As Felnar was relating these facts to the group the Greyhawk City Watch burst into the residence and placed everyone under arrest.