To The Lair Of The Cutlery Collector

Open your Glossary, and read the entry on the Wight, Spoon Collector. You are fortunate to learn the vulnerabilities of the Wight ahead of time, in case you solve your forthcoming ingredient-gathering with violence. Then set off in a roughly easterly direction, trekking through the pasture lands and vineyards, until you reach the perimeter of Caroberta Woods. Expect to encounter Wild Boar and Foglets once you enter the woods, and the dog-like spectral hounds known as Barghests as you arrive close to the Manor itself. Ascend the hillside to a plateau of gnarled trees and the tumbledown Ruins of Trastamara Manor (close to the Trastamara Hunting Cottage Signpost). The ravens of Regis weren’t lying; as you enter the property, there are spoons jingling in the wind, tied to posts throughout the courtyard. Are the spoons beating out some kind of rhythm? Pass the fountain, and reach the imposing (but dilapidated) front entrance. Someone has scrawled the following on the walls:

“None shall sit and dine with you at your table, no spoon you have shall sate you, never again shall you wish to spy your reflection in the mirror.”

Somebody is clearly obsessed.

Optionally head to the left of the entrance, around the outside of the manor structure, to a bench where you can read a strange note. Now enter the manor house.