(G425 19/09/2020 via Roll20 - AP, JF(GM)) WA72

(G425 19/09/2020 via Roll20 - AP, JF(GM)) WA72

DAY 480  (25th Kythorn)(June)  cont...

The chair that Raz threw hit Whitey like a meteor, striking him in the chest and sending him flying backwards.

Mayhem erupted.

A rogue called 'Yellow Ferret' threw a chair at Raz, but accidentally hit Whitey's friend 'Sausage Face' in the back. Chairs and bottles flew, people that wanted to avoid the fight surged away and those that wanted part of it surged in.

Fenrir took his eyes off Whitey as a group of adventurers in the corner joined in, a fighter, a rogue and a wizard. He took them out one by one with Painful Slumber. It cost him time though and Raz was also getting swamped, fending off blows left and right.

He lashed out at a 'Mysterious Stranger' - his blow didn't seem to do any damage although it did connect.

The Stranger struck back, a much more powerful blow than Raz had expected from anyone in a dock side tavern. He staggered back.

'IS THIS WHAT THEY CALL A BAR FIGHT?' asked the stranger.

'I suppose so,' muttered Raz as he backed off.

The only sensible one out of the lot of them was Veddic. He avoided the fleeing tarts and the dwarven miners piling in and kept his eyes on Whitey. The rogue was fleeing and headed into the back rooms. Veddic followed, but lost him. He then went outside and saw five watchmen heading for the tavern.

Raz too, by now, had joined the pursuit and deduced that Whitey had escaped by going up the chimney in one of the back rooms. He rushed out and told Fenrir, who cursed and ran out past the fighters to take a look. He ran right into the arms of the watch.

'Look, a bear!' he bluffed, making them all turn, before going invisible and taking to the air.

He spotted a shadowy figure running from roof to roof and followed him. The figure then dropped down and started walking. He then jumped out of his skin as Fenrir appeared before him and said;

'Let's try that again shall we?'

Whitey turned and felt.

Fenrir blasted, but by rare chance the spell fizzled.

'Help! Help! Murder!' shouted Whitey as he reached the door of another pub.

Fenrir hit him with a Painful Slumber spell that made Whitey slump into the doorway.

People were looking out of the doors and windows, and a nosey human female cleric of Umberlee was on  hand and wanted to take a look.

Luckily for Fenrir though, she was as drunk as skunk and he easily ignored her.

By then Raz and Veddic had caught up and they took Whitey away, pretending he was just a drunken friend. They took him up onto a roof a Veddic prepared him to be re-awakened.

Now - dear reader - at this point Fenrir left them all and what happened next I am not at all sure about, but I think he went off to find and talk to the 'Mysterious Stranger'.

What they talked about when he found him I am also not sure about, but I think it simply involved what the stranger was doing in the city and how he was enjoying the food.

Now, I've head it said that Fenrir thought he had met the Personification of Death. But that's impossible as no such being exists!

Fenrir may even have tried to recruit 'Death' to help him in the fight against the Vampires, reasoning that 'Death' would be no friend of the undead.

Whoever this being was though, he was on a schedule and had to leave Westgate later that night. Who had Fenrir met then? I'm not sure, perhaps a powerful demon or angel, or maybe the avatar or servant of one of the gods? Or maybe Fenrir is just making the whole thing up, it's entirely possible.

In any event, he returned to the rooftop half an hour later.

They woke up Whitey and questioned him. He soon gave up the name: Katheera "The Succubus" Urdo

'Where is she?' asked Fenrir.

'In her bed probably,' answered Whitey. He honestly did not know much about her comings and goings, but did know she lived at Castle Urdo with the rest of her noble family.

Satisfied with a single name Fenrir stabbed Whitey in the back of the head and once he was dead

Veddic turned him into an undead skeleton and stuffed him into his Bag of Holding.

Thus was the end of Whitey 'the Kid'.

DAY 481  (26th Kythorn)(June) 

After a solid night's sleep (I should imagine none of the three of them were troubled one wink by the cold blooded murder they had committed the night before!) Fenrir went to work, while Veddic and Raz flew over to Spectre Island to see Random.

There were now nearly 200 people living on the island, mainly refugees from the Plane of Shadow and it was turning into a bustling hive of activity.

'It's all good,' said Random. 'Everything is coming on nicely. We are all ready here for the next step, when you've sorted out the Vampires. If you ever have the desire for a change of pace there are a few pirate and/or goblin infested island around here you could deal with, but there is no rush!'

DAY 482  (27th Kythorn)(June) 

Again this morning Fenrir went to work. He was 'laying low' for a while to see what the fallout was from the death of Whitey.

He talked to Portia about it who told him;

'I've heard about the ruckus of course, but so far it's being considered as just another wild night in the Dock Ward.'

Fenrir smiled, put his feet on the desk and steepled his fingers together. Now he had to come up with a way of getting his hands on Katheera Urdo.