Sounds of bubbling milk and soft mumbling fill the main seating area of downtown Bellingham's Three Trees Coffeehouse. The lights in the main part of the shop are dim and cast a soft shadow on the warm orange walls. Heat radiates from the small space heater in the corner.
A man accelerates toward a large, concrete mound, eyes fixed on a target. As his Bicycle Motocross (BMX) bike leaves the ground, he swings his leg and kicks the back of the bike, sending the frame into motion. Tightly gripping the handlebars...
In a dark alley just blocks from downtown Bellingham, people are gathering. Some chain their bicycles to poles, others slam car doors shut, but all follow painted signs hanging from a chain-link fence. Wind sweeps up the alley and gives the night air a bitter chill.
A group of adventurers carefully descend the stairs of the temple of Shar, the evil goddess of darkness. Stopping just short of a pit, they manage to rig a makeshift bridge across and open the door into the inner sanctum where they are immediately attacked by four cultists and two iron dogs.