[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. As of right now - the coup had begun!]
DAY 555 (9th Eleint)(September)
More meetings, and Fenrir was thoroughly bored of them. He introduced Jenner Fields to Random (in his guise of "Nebulus the Rascal") the new "Prime Minister" and left them to get on with it.
But there were so many questions, and so many decisions to make. Fenrir's answer was usually 'do what you want, you're better at politics than I am'.
Reinward was present at these meetings too, but he spent most of his time daydreaming about Vanya, Random's aunt (who also, you may remember, was a succubus).
After they had had their fill of meetings at the Market Tower, they headed over to the Thavalar Mansion where Thistle and Raz were having their 'proper' wedding in the Chapel of Tyr.
It was a small service. Pyter Cheyeff performed the ceremony, Gwendeth and her sister 'Aunt Bessie' were witnesses and only Fenrir and Reinward were guests. There were some guards at the door.
The ceremony was nearly at an end, when eight vampires dressed in plate armour burst in, killed the guards and attacked the wedding party. They were followed by a wave of vampire spawn which teleported in with the help of evil wizards.
Reinward cast Darkness and hid, then threw out deadly daggers from his hiding place. Fenrir started chaining lighting everywhere and Raz flew into a barbarian rage and started swinging his axe.
As they killed off the vampires and their spawn, the undead turned into mists and wafted away, returning to their coffins. There were too many of them to hold off though and some of them found their way to where Gwendeth and Bessie were. Both women were slain, Aunt Bessie's chopped-off head rolling down the altar steps.
Once it was all over, they took Thistle away to recover with some strong brandy and contacted Random to arrange some resurrections for the poor old ladies.
DAY 556 (10th Eleint)(September)
Another day of meetings at the Merchant Tower for Fenrir and Reinward.
Fenrir was bored if it all now and Reinward had long since stopped paying attention. Unless they were asked direct questions, Fenrir spent his time flirting with the maids, and Reinward sat and contemplated what magic items he would like to buy next.
At one point they had an argument about who had the best armour and after much discussion and drawing out charts and tables they eventually figured out that despite all their magical amour, rings, amulets and such like, neither of them were quite as powerful as they thought they were! Fenrir blamed Reinward for bringing it up, but I think personally it is better to know these things.
DAY 557 (11th Eleint)(September)
Fenrir and Reinward stayed at home today, drinking the local wine and sending out for expensive food.
DAY 558 (12th Eleint)(September)
Random came to the house today and talked about Fenrir handing over his role of Commander of the Watch to his old boss Trepplemar the Magnificent.
Fenrir was fine with that. He had itchy feet now and saw this as cutting one of the big strings tying him to Westgate.
Random also mentioned that Reinward could come and go from the city as he pleased and pass of any long absences as the Crownbearer following the word of Ilmater.
He also told them that the coup seemed to be going better than he expected but that it was keeping him busy, and he was sure there were things he was forgetting.
'I don't know,' he said. 'But so far its looking good. It may be that we have actually saved the city. For now anyway!'
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