Tuesday, 17 July 2018

(G359 07/07/2018 via Roll20 - AP, JF(GM)) WA36

(G359 07/07/2018 via Roll20 - AP, JF(GM)) WA36 (short due to bad internet connection)

DAY 353 (25th Alturiak)(February)

There was a full on blizzard today, the last gasp of winter before spring arrived. This meant that there was no flying and so Fenrir snuck off to search for a guide to take him to Nexelmode. With Arahel dead and not coming back he had need of a ranger or druid.

He remembered that one of his neighbours when he lived in the cottage outside the west wall ran a sort of informal mercenary guild. His name was Thessar and he was in when Fenrir called.
'Ahh, my rowdy neightbour! Still alive I see!'
Although the greeting was friendly, he did not have anyone on his books that would be of any use to Fenrir, but he did say. 'What about just going to Ferbone and getting someone there? Or see if you can swing it as a watch mission and borrow a scout from them. You can charm the gold teeth out of a gypsy after all.'

Fenrir realised Thessar was right and went to talk to Trepplemar. He turned on the charm and she agreed to lend him a young druid called Serten Kardelor.
'Train up your recruits first though,' she said. 'So that they can cover for you while you are gone.'

Fenrir agreed and went back to the watchtower to distribute his wisdom to Zeni and Relleme. He got the feeling that Zeni, a half orc, didn't really care about the watch much, she had her own secret reasons, just as Fenrir himself did, for being there.
Relleme on the other hand was a good natured and lawful soul, genuinely doing what she saw as her civic duty. As a result, he didn't mention all the bribe taking that Dressdelle had taught him.

After work he took them back to his mansion-house again. Later in the evening though, they were interrupted by the maid screaming and dropping a tray.
'I saw a ghostly apparition!' she sobbed, when asked. 'It was a rough looking street girl! She had a dagger in her chest and she was covered in blood.'

Fenrir realised that this must have been the ghost of poor Rizolde, recently murdered by Fayder. If there was a ghost about the place he needed Veddic. For a moment or two he tried to remember what he had done with Rizolde's body (he'd been dealing with a lot of bodies recently) and then it dawned on him it was still stuffed into his Bag of Holding!
That wasn't going to help.

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