Friday, 14 September 2018
(G368 08/09/2018 via Roll20 - AP, JF(GM)) WA44
(G368 08/09/2018 via Roll20 - AP, JF(GM)) WA44
DAY 396 (4th Tarsakh)(April)
When Fenrir was getting dressed this morning he found that his trousers were getting rather tight. Checking himself in the mirror it dawned on him that he had been putting on weight.
He then realised that it was probably because he spent a lot of his working day sitting around eating and drinking and when he did move about, as often as not it was with his magic wings, leaving his legs with nothing to do.
He resolved to do less floating and more walking from now on.
The Day Air Watch today was Relleme, Nors and Marrok.
After work he walked home, and bumped into a man who knew him, Hrumkle the bookmaker. Fenrir vaguely remembered this was a bookie that didn't like him after a big win on the horses a while back, but the man was very friendly.
When he asked for a favour involving horses Fenrir did the old 'point, go invisible and fly away trick'.
He had a nice healthy salad for his dinner tonight.
DAY 397 (5th Tarsakh)(April)
The Air Watch today consisted of Fenrir, Relleme, Nors and Marrok.
They also received another recruit, a young lady called Oloe. She was from some southern mountain tribe or other, so considered a 'savage' by city standards.
Varen Malavhan had sent her along from the Mercenary's Guild with a note that said, 'She'd make an average, at best, mercenary, but she does have one attribute that might be useful to you.'
She did indeed, as she was blessed with a large pair of white wings that grew out of her back. When asked, she explained that there many people in her tribe that had wings.
Fenrir could see that she knew how to use a crossbow, but other than that and her wings she was in all other ways unremarkable.
After work Fenrir decided he would take a look at this horse in Castle Cormariel. It didn't sound like a terribly onerous task that the demon's had set him, merely to watch a horse.
Invisible, he flew there directly after work.
He managed to sneak past the guards, some of whom were using eyes of True Seeing to keep an watch over the barbican and inner courtyard. He then managed to sneak into the stables.
There were horses in here, as you might expect, but none of the stalls were named. Fenrir had a moderately good eye for a fine horse though and saw one being cared for gently by a young groom.
'Big day tomorrow, Baby. You'd better win that race, I've bet everything I own on you!' said the young fellow.
Fenrir flew up into the rafters and waited. People came and went, but eventually the stable was just the horses and the groom whom apparently planned to spend the whole night with the horse.
Around midnight there was a pop of magic as three men teleported into the stable. They were a wizard unknown to Fenrir, Hrumkle and another young man.
Fenrir instantly hit them with a chained eldritch blast, the led fell, but the other two men still stood.
Before Fenrir could land another blast, Hrumkle cried 'my son' and lifted up the lad. As he held him, the wizard teleported them back out of the stable.
Fenrir then went invisible again and left the stable. He then hid in a small ruined building nearby and watched for a while. The guard yelled and summoned guards, but they didn't believe his wild story of wizards and magic flying about. Fenrir realised that he wanted to get the castle on high alert though, incase the dopers came back, so he shot a blast at the feet of a passing guard then flew off into the night.
He got home without running into the Night Air Watch.
DAY 398 (6th Tarsakh)(April)
The Air Watch today consisted of Fenrir, Relleme, Nors, Marrok and Oloe.
Fenrir decided to go put some bets on at the races, at the same track out of town where he had made his last pile of cash.
He placed bets with four different bookies for a total of 1300gp all on Mary Hinge who was the favourite. Along with the whole of the DAW he watched the race from the air.
As the race was run, Relleme saw three suspicious looking characters in hoods stood at the track side about a hundred yards back from the finish line.
They all went down and confronted them. It was indeed Hrumkle, his son and the wizard. Hrumkle cried 'I'm ruined!' as the wizard teleported them out.
Mary Hinge won the race and Fenrir went to collect his winnings. One of the bookies could not be found so Fenrir sent his men flying around trying to find them, following random horse riders and such.
Marrok, on his own initiative, found the last bookie hiding in the latrines and recovered 750gp from him. Fenrir gratefully handed back 50gp (while wondering what happened to the other 250gp probably!).
That evening he took all of them all out for a drink and posh nosh at the Jolly Warrior. Relleme left after a couple of drinks. Marrok got roaringly drunk, was wild for a while but then calmed down and was more fun after a server told him off. Nors went the distance but did not drink all that much as was somewhat shy. Oloe, not used to alcohol, got wildly drunk and had to be pulled down off the table on more than one occasion. She even tried to kiss Fenrir, but he (unusually for him) did not take advantage of her. By four in the morning they had had their fill and Fenrir took them all back to his house for the night (all piled onto Marrok's magic carpet, travelling at ground level). Nors whistled in surprise when they arrived, 'Some place, how can you afford this on a watchman's salary?'
'I am independently wealthy,' smirked Fenrir.
DAY 399 (7th Tarsakh)(April)
The Air Watch today consisted of Fenrir, Relleme, Nors, Marrok and Oloe.
All were bright and breezy, either of firm constitutions or still drunk.
DAY 400 (8th Tarsakh)(April)
The Air Watch today consisted of Fenrir, Relleme, Nors, Marrok and Oloe.
DAY 401 (9th Tarsakh)(April)
The Air Watch today consisted of Fenrir, Relleme, Nors, Marrok and Oloe.
There was heavy rain today, which accounted for the fact that they did not see the flying army of troglodytes until they were quite close up.
Fenrir sent Oloe down to get reinforcements as he realised he'd probably need them.
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