By the Mouth
4th of Flamerule 1479
Well I’m not broke for once, I’ve even managed the get a shitload of stuff! But it’s time to leave again. The others are getting restless. Tomorrow we leave. They gave me my week and it’s been good for all of us. We have been able to rest, find our own pursuits and make what fun can be found in this sober town. A busy time for some, less for others. We invited and welcomed Autumnto our merry band.
On the 26th of Kythorn, 1479, Book, Guardianand I visited the city’s prison again… At least we were the ones doing the interrogation. That being said, the ork was not difficult, he delivered King Jark‘s message. Now there’s a clever one. He definitely got our attention by dangling that information about the raven-haired girl that we were working for in exchange to helping clear out some new portion of his keep. Also, I’m curious as too what he offered the Purple Dragons, they won’t say what their deal is. Well, I warned them that I can’t take into consideration what I don’t know. At least I seem to have convinced the others that this is the most important lead that we have.
Book was keep busy this past week with creating some magical gear for us, teaching Autumn some magic and then using magic to investigate the Fetters. Some more details about them were found.
Autumn and I had a talk with Uncle War Wizard Droste while he was on his constitutional walk. It was interesting. He confirmed most of our thoughts and suspicions. Mostly, that magic can create our situation and that it’s unlikely that the War Wizards of Cormyr had anything to do with it. Although it’s now evident to me that we are being played. I simply can figure out the angle … yet.
On the 29th of Kythorn, 1479 some assassins from House Thresk tried to kill Healerand me in our sleep. And the worst is he dared put a poisoned blade to my throat. NO ONE puts a poisoned blade to my throat. Ha! that didn’t stop me, but he shall pay for that insolence.
Although, Healer almost didn’t make it again. He needs to be more careful. The leader of those assassins really had a hard on for him. His troops were no match for the Defender, the Fey and Book, but it took everything the Healer and I had to keep the Healer alive. It certainly made a ruckus. I wonder what he said. It was certainly a big speech before he tried to kill us. Too bad he got away with his insolent thrice cursed neck-stabbing flunky, but he was memorable enough and should be easy to find, then Paer Pyrn Shalol is next.
It was nice to turn the table on that sanctimonious Horselord Trigg. For once, I was minding my own business when all hell broke lose and I had nothing to do with it. I got to ask him how he could let a dozen assassins into a heavily defended military outpost!! That felt good. Never a good thing to antagonize the fuzz, but what are you going to do!? Except kill that Paer Pyrn Shalol.
I’ve also spent the time playing cards with my friend Samm and his squad of purple knights in training. I’ve gotten to know then as well as possible.
I’ve also spent some time in Kr’Chik’s bar, just letting people get used to seeing me. I’ve also been scouring the city for some information… something for business and something special for my plans.