White Plume Mountain has always been a subject of superstitious awe to the neighboring villagers. People still travel many miles to gaze upon this natural wonder, though few will approach it closely, as it is reputed to be the haunt of various demons and devils. The occasional disappearance of those who stray too close to the Plume reinforces this belief. Thirteen hundred years ago, the wizard Keraptis was searching for a suitable haven where he could indulge his eccentricities without fear of interference. He visited White Plume Mountain, going closer than most dared to, and discovered the system of old lava-tubes that riddle the cone and the underlying strata. With a little alteration, he thought, these would be perfect for his purposes. The area already had a bad reputation, and he could think of a few ways to make it worse. So,taking with him his fanatically loyal company of renegade gnomes, he disappeared below White Plume Mountain and vanished from the knowledge of men. . . Today, the once feared name of Keraptis is little known even to learned scholars. Little-known, that is, until several weeks ago, when three highly-valued magical weapons with the cryptic names of Wave, Whelm and Blackrazor disappeared from the vaults of their owners in the midst of the city of Greyhawk. Rewards were posted, servants hanged, even the sanctuary of the Thieve's Guild was violated in the frantic search for the priceless arms, but not even a single clue was turned up until the weapons former owners (all wealthy collectors) each received a copy of the following note: Search ye far or search ye near You’ll find no trace of the three Unless you follow instructions clear For the weapons abide with me. North past forest, farm and furrow You must go to the feathered mound Then down away from the sun you’ll burrow Forget life, forget light, forget sound. To rescue Wave, you must do battle Wth the Beast in the Boiling Bubble Crost cavern vast, where chain-links rattle Lies Whelm, past water-spouts double. Blackrazor yet remains to be won Underneath inverted ziggurat. That garnered, think not that you’re done For now you’ll find you are caught I care not, former owners brave What heroes you seek to hire. Though mighty, I’ll make each one my slave Or send him to the fire. It was signed with the symbol of Keraptis. White Plume Mountain has tentatively been identified as the "feathered mound” of the poem. The former owners of Wave, Whelm and Blackrazor are outfitting a group of intrepid heroes (YOU) to take up the challenge. If you rescue the weapons from this false Keraptis (for who can believe it is really the magician of legend, after 1300 years?), the wealthy collectors have promised to grant you whatever you desire, if it is within their power to do so.