(G603 4/10/2025 via Roll20 - JF(GM), KT, AP) EVL3
[Dark forces are gathering on Yag Island, manafesting as an undead cleric of Umberlee known as Salt's Wake and a Dread Necromancer called Vaelis Crowe.]
My lord, in today's missive I will continue documenting the doings of the two evil fellows, Wake and Crowe, on Yag Island. Signed - Ganbar, Priest of Kelemvor, Head of the Cult of Gravediggers.
DAY 703 4th Alturiak (Feb)
As usual the evil-doers slept all through the daylight hours and only ventured outside when it was dark.
They went to a local eatery and Vaelis had his dinner. The eating places in Tamunzah are situated along the most western street, they are cheap bars and outdoor dining places. There are red lamps in many of the windows and strumpets move from table to table looking for customers.
As several pirate ships were currently in port, the street was busy, packed with drunken sailors and villains.
After some drinks they went to spy out the church that Salty had taken an interest in. Vaelis recognised it as a templ to Istishia (god of water).
'I see no sign of life,' said Vaelis.
'I'm just point out I have me eye on this place,' rasped Salty. 'One day I will make it into a temple to Umberlee.'
The church was on the eastern side of the town, which was more residental, but still busy even after midnight. The took a lantern around the back of the church and found a locked door and two boarded up windows.
The walked around the walls, but were unable to climb them. Thwarted by a lack of a ladder the abandoned their enterprise and returned to the western streets.
DAY 704 5th Alturiak (Feb)
They returned to the main street which was now in full flow, and sat at a table inside a dimly lit tavern.
A lady known as Slick Sally watched them then approached. She was dressed in leathers and was somewhere in her forties, but still fit and fine-looking.
'Are you guys new in port?' she asked.
'Yeah we are', answered Vealis.
'What are you here to do?
'Take over the world!' hissed Salty.
'Oh well,' she said. 'You certainly look like fellows who would not be shy of doing some skullduggery. Tell you what, let's try you on a straight-forward task and then maybe my patron will have more for you.'
Fans of coin, the villains agreed to hear her out.
'There is a spy in town I need to get rid of. His current alisas is "Perga Mac Dondlepart" and he is spying for one of the pirate captains. He's human, not very tall and is staying at Finchey's Inn. I'd like him discreatly disposed of.'
The villains decided to go straight over to the Inn. They found that it was pretty busy. The got some drinks and watched the place. This appeared to be where the pirate captains and other higher-ranked rogues talked business.
They overheard the landlord tell a wench to take a plate of super to Dondlepart. They made to go down the corridor to the rooms but the landlord stopped them. 'Hey, people are sleeping down there!'
Lacking a better plan the cadged a pen and parchement from the landlord and left Dondlepart a note which read:
"
important we speak with you. We have crucial information regarding Sally come to the middle pier in at 4am. my small Pinnace is moored there, to Discuss further.
"
It was handed to the landlord with a gold coin for his troubles. The villains then left, going to lay in wait at the pier.
Four o'clock in the morning came and went though and Dondlepart did not appear. They waited until dawn, and realising it was a bust, Salty moved his pinnace to another pier.
Vaelis need a place to sleep so he went to a house with a room to rent. The tough old lady that lived there cooked him his breakfast and he went for a nap.
In the afternoon he and Salty went back to Finchey's Inn. It was open and serving food.
'Dondlepart had is breakfast and left,' said the landlord when asked. 'As far as
I know he'll be back later. What do you want with him?'
'Nothing...' replied Vaelis.
'Well don't cause any trouble in here! You want food, a drink, or what?'
'I just want to wait,' said Vaelis as he slid a gold coin over the counter.
They waited and waited and then ordered food at dinner time. At around seven in the evening Dondlepart appeared. The landlord pointed out the villains who waved at him. Dondlepart nodded but didn't come over. Vaelis walked up to him.
'You sent that note?' asked the young man. 'If you want to talk, talk here.'
'No, walls have ears.'
Dondlepart seemed very nervous, glancing around and licking his lips. There was no way he was going to be lured away from the safety of the inn. He took his dinner to his room. Vaelis thought that the young chap had been wearing a false moustache.
The villains left the inn and waited outside, lurking in the shadows. At around midnight Dondlepart left the inn, wearing a pretty poor disgusise. He carried a pack and walked as quickly as he could towards the northern pier.
In between the pier and the general store at the northern tip of the town is a rough cobbled area that acts as a town square. At this time of night there were quite a few drunken pirates on it, singing, dancing and drinking.
They were also treated to quite a display, in the form of probably the least descreet assassination ever to have happened on the island. As Dondlepart crossed the square Salty tried a Command spell, but it failed. Vaelis cast Spectral Hand that then chased after their victim. Dondlepart saw the hand and ran for it, but the hand caught up with him and delivered a Ghoul Touch that threw him paralysed onto the ground. He then eminated a dreadful smell that made three passerby vomit.
Salty, seeing that things were getting out of hand rushed up to where Dondlepart part lay betwixt the vomiters and bashed his brains all over the cobbles with his mace. Vaelis came up, and they carried the body to the water. Salty then dragged the body into the sea and under water took it to his boat.
Vaelis pulled his hood further down and walked around the docks. The pirates, sailors and locals that had all seen this happen didn't make any move to stop him leaving the square. Luckily for the assassins, generally people didn't want to get involved, especially when they were having such a good time.
DAY 705 6th Alturiak (Feb)
At about three in the morning Salty raised Dondlepart as a zombie. Vaelis slashed up his face to make him unrecognisable.
They then rested for the rest if the day and waited until it was dark. They went back to where they met Sally and she gave them 50 gold each.
'Shame half the people in town saw you do it though,' she warned. 'I had another descreet job lined up, but perhaps you are not the best fit for it. I'll give you this advice though,
Dondlepart was a spy for a fellow called Harpooner. He's famously very clever and utterly mad. He's not in town at the moment, but when he does arrive here he'll be looking for his spy. You may want to take precautions against him finding you.'
'But, but - you never said he worked for an evil pirate!' groused Vaelis.
'I very much did tell you this,' she retorted.
'You just said a pirate, not an evil one!'
'What other kind of pirates are there? Look never mind, I'm not arguing with you. Bye.'
Sally then got up and left.
A little nervous, they then asked around town for information on Captain Harpooner. It turned out that he was indeed a very evil pirate, that liked to torture people to death at the slightest provication. He also captained a very large and dangerous pirate ship.
DAY 706 7th Alturiak (Feb)
They also learned that he was well connected with the Rundeen - a local trade and crime organisation and was not expected back on the island for about the next five months but he would come sooner if he had business here - for instance if he learned that his agent had been slain! The word on the street was that the spy had been employed to keep an eye on the Barrow.
The gave five gold to their informant - a shifty fellow known as 'Harry the Grass'.
'Thank you my lords!' he said. 'As far as I know no one else in town is in the employ of Harpooner, so you might be ok. Anyway, gotta dash - be lucky!'
It was one in the morning now. Vaelis ordered something to eat.
