[Fenrir and Reinward have been tasked with staging a coup in the city of Westgate to stop the evil vampire lord the Night King from doing the same. Just recently they have killed Dauntinghorn - again! This time by accident. Their house was also attacked by an Angel of Decay.]
DAY 542 (27th Eleasis) (August) cont ...
It was still early in the morning, but it seemed important to clean up the gunk left by the Angel of Decay. Ten buckets of the stuff was collected. Nobody got any sleep after that.
Reinward had been away at another vigil at the Temple of Ilmater and did not get back to the house until breakfast time.
'What happened here?' he asked.
'I'm about to go find out what it was,' said Fenrir.
They went to find Yntar Shieldblazon, a bard that they knew and Fenrir showed him a sample of the gloop.
'That comes from a horrible being called an Angel of Decay,' he told them. He then went on to give more details of the creature. Finally he warned, 'from what I hear, you can expect more attacks like this at your house. They will increase in size and deadliness.
You've really annoyed someone, that's for sure!'
Fenrir thanked Shieldblazon for all the information and gave him fifty gold.
Meanwhile, Veddic was wondering if he could set up an altar in the house to help with defending it against undead. He did not get very far, I'm not sure why, but here is my research on the subject:
- Veddic is a Burning Brazier - these are the missionary / adventure types
- A temple of Kossuth is always led by an Eternal Flame of Kossuth. They treat everyone underneath them poorly
- The 'stay at home' clerics are called Tendrils.
- When out and about BBs use the spells at their disposal (e.g. Consecrate and Hallow) to create temporary prayer areas for converts
- Building shrines and temples is usually left to the Tendrils who come to an area later, after the BB has gained enough ground
- But a shrine could be built for 3 to 5 K. It requires Craft Wondrous Item to be built though!
- In theory it could be built by a non-Kossuth cleric or other caster type, but it would be better if it was...
- Not informing the Church would probably be a bad idea considering what rotten bastards they all are.
- Veddic was told though, to follow Fenrir, so that he could get an actual Temple to Kossuth built in Westgate.
- There is nothing stopping him from getting the ball rolling on that
After meeting the bard, Fenrir and Reinward went to talk to Gwendeth Thavalar again.
They had a chat, and discussed:
- Thistle Thavalar was aware of all the business with the vampires.
- She was not yet aware of the plan to marry her to Raz!
- She thought that Raz was nice, but (in the nicest way possible) an uncultured oaf (which was basically true by Westgate standards).
- She was likely still in love with Dauntinghorn.
'It's too late for love now though!' said Gwendeth. 'There is too much at stake, the girl will just
have to do as she's told!'
'What if we pretend to kidnap her and then we get Raz to come rescue her?' asked Reinward. Fenrir and Gwendeth turned and looked at him.
'Nevermind... sorry... forget I spoke!'
Reinward was on his eighth glass of sherry by now and fairly well cooked. I must say he often came up with some really good ideas while sozzled (this was not one of them), but he always expected someone like Fenrir to put his ideas into practise!
Fenrir sauntered into work in the afternoon. Reinward came too and had a nice nap on the couch in Fenrir's office.
DAY 543 (28th Eleasis) (August)
Fenrir's boots of Teleportation arrived today and he then ordered a Wand of Anti-Magic Ray for
the cheap cheap price of 34,125 gold pieces.
Reinward spent some of the day in the company of Gelly, talking about the Night Masks and how the human ones and the vampire ones got on, and where Sharkchum fit in to it all.
In summary she said;
'The living and the vampire Night Masks hate each other of course, but then they all hate each other. Every vampire in the Night Masks is trying to get one up on the others. They all hate the Westgate Watch above everything else though, even though they have much more to fear from the Mercenary Guild and the various House Guards. Sharkchum has been doing well for himself since his resurrection. I should imagine getting revenge on those that killed him features quite high on his agenda.'
DAY 544 (29th Eleasis) (August)
Today was the day of the Cake and Jam party at Ottery Saint Mary all the way back west near Waterdeep. Fenrir didn't want to miss that!
But despite having his new Teleportation boots he could not get their easily. He needed to stop over somewhere and since he didn't know anywhere between Waterdeep and Westgate he needed a wizard to do the first bit for him.
He found one easily enough who was willing to do it for 1000 gold, so he and Reinward arrived at the Gnesher Lodge house with plenty of time left to get ready for the party.
Fenrir was there to hang out with Giselle of course. She was glad to see him, but he sensed she had enough on her plate right now to be bothered rekindling her romance with an extremely unreliable boyfriend. He knew he could always charm her into doing anything but he didn't want to make her do things that she would later regret. (How noble of Fenrir!)
Reinward, on the other hand, was on the prowl. The party was a big event at OSM. There are only about 100 people that live there, but most people get involved in the Cake, the Jam and of course all the drinking and dancing that goes with it. Quite a few people came in from the surrounding area as well.
Reinward was a tall and handsome young man, he was affable and pleasant - until he got drunk - and then he was usually brash, insulting and frankly a danger to be around.
His criteria for tonight's partner was:
1. Big Breasts
2. Not a Headache
3. Same age range
4. Be up for it
He settled on a lady a bit older than him, she was in her thirties, she was fairly flat chested and had a rather grating personality - but - she was well up for it!
It turned out that criteria 4 was the only one that mattered.
She was Yella Bladesman. She was new to the area and was one of the three constables in OSM. She had frizzy black hair, freckled skin and blue eyes. There was a scar across her nose from one of her battles.
Reinward spent the night with her and kept his crown on the whole time.
Fenrir and Giselle ended the evening at her door after he had walked her home. They talked about recent events and he gave her a summary of what had been happening in Westgate.
Giselle was a bard now, or starting out as one anyway, so all this gossip and news was just the sort of thing she liked.
The last thing he said was;
'After I've sorted it all out, I'd like to come back here again and perhaps we can get back together?'
'Perhaps...' she said. Then she winked and closed the door on him.
DAY 545 (30th Eleasis) (August)
Today Cavu turned up in Westgate. He had been causing chaos at the Vampire Keep but now it was getting too hot for him there. He told them;
'You have about 20 days before they get themselves back in order again and start looking at Westgate once more.'
They showed him the broken Doomsday Clock. He said:
'The games up for you chaps I'm afraid. You've been busted. What you do after this is up to you. Before making your mind up though perhaps you should read this, it came from one of our spies in the Vampire Keep...'
''
Because Demonologist often end up dead, the Blackrune usually has a scribe hidden somewhere to take notes if the Demonologist doesn't survive the process.
We managed to get part of a transcript that will interest you.
Dreknerker the Despicable: *summons a demon*
Demon: Ech, you again, what now?
DD: Back, vile creature! I demand you answer my questions, foul fiend of the pit!
Demon: Yeah, yeah. Make it quick, I've got a lava bath to get back to.
DD: My lord must know more about a Warlock in Westgate called Raziel Lightningrod!
Demon: Like what?
DD: Err ... well where he came from and why he is going after the Night King all the time.
Demon: What could I know about that? There must be hundreds of Warlocks in Westgate alone.
DD: Well... err ... I command you to tell me everything!
Demon: Come on Drek old pal. You know it doesn't work like that. If he's on our books at all you need to talk to Crunklesplatsock, he knows about that sort of guff.
*Unknown Demon poofs*
Dreknerker the Despicable: *summons Crunklesplatsock*
C: Oh for fu... What?
DD: Back, vile creature! I demand you answer my questions, foul fiend of the pit!
C: Charming.
DD: Err .. My lord must know more about a Warlock in Westgate!
C: Sigh, fine. What level?
DD: Err .. not sure, he can fly and do eldritch cones, that's what I've been told. And that pain sleep one.
C: Well in Westgate that narrows it down to about fifty. It's not Raziel Lightningrod is it?
DD: Yes! Tell me all about him!
C: Like what?
DD: Where he came from and why he is going after the Night King all the time.
C: Yeah, I can answer that... I don't know and I don't know.
DD: I command you to tell me everything you know!
C: Yeah, yeah. All I know is some folk say he has a Sword Coast accent. He's from out west somewhere.
DD: Be more specific!
C: Sigh. Well, Waterdeep maybe? There was a big inquisition there not so long ago because of the Bloodwar and a lot of them left the city around then. Could be he's one of that lot.
DD: Name him!
C: Doesn't work like that chief, but if you want to know all the details, ask Bnurgstickslackskin. He's the demon in charge of Waterdeep.
DD: I shall summon him!
C: He'll not like it. I wouldn't mess him about if I were you.
DD: Silence hellspawn! I know what I'm doing!
C: Don't say I didn't warn you.
*Crunklesplatsock poofs*
Dreknerker the Despicable: *summons Bnurgstickslackskin*
(Bnurgstickslackskin is a Glabrezu and much bigger that the previous demons)
B: This better be good.
DD: Back, vile creature! I demand you answer my questions, foul fiend of the pit!
B: You dare to speak to me like this? You're claimed.
DD: I do not fear *GULP* your threats! Tell me everything you know about Raziel Lightningrod!
B: Oh good. About time one of you bloodsuckers got round to this. You can work out the rest if I tell you his real name is Fenrir Thunderstaff.
DD: Who's that?
B: A warlock from Waterdeep.
DD: And why does he seek to destroy the Night King?
B: Not my department. He was passed on to other demons when he left Waterdeep.
DD: And who are they?
B: Dunno, other demons. I'm not your fucking secretary.
DD: I demand an answer!
B: Nah, I'll tell you a secret though?
DD: What?
B: I actually resisted the Planar Binding spell, but came anyway just to see what you wanted. Now come here you little...
DD: Aieeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!
TRANSCRIPT ENDS
''
Once they had digested that Cavu went on;
'Now that the Night King knows who you are, I'm afraid I have to cut ties with you. We can't afford to let him know who is behind this plot against him. You can either leave now - and we will continue the fight against him with some of our other resources, or you can stay and fight it out. It's up to you, but if you stay and try and see this through to the end I can give you 200,000 gold each to be spent in furthering that goal. Either way, you won't see me again after its all over so take your time to decide.'
'What about the crown?' asked Reinward.
'I'll leave that up to you, but if you decide to leave Westgate then I would prefer it if you gave it to one of the other potential crownbearers - Jane or Pastry.'
Fenrir and Reinward hit the drinks cabinet and then sat down to think over their options.
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