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It’s morning. All were up late and trickle into the tavern around nine. Beck is very hung over. Eomer explains what he saw. He wants them to split up, try to get papers, try to find out about Endo. He explains about the soldiers with the helmets and asks the cleric to see what he can discover about them.

They break up to go to work, and Beck goes back to bed. Skeeve heads to a tailor and requests a fancy robe with his insignia, trying to get gossip in the meantime. His old robe is burned and damaged from acid, and he needs to replace it. The shopkeeper is very free with the gossip, telling Skeeve all sorts of gossip about people in the Bazaar, but not relating anything interesting or useful to their quest.

The shopkeeper tells him that a 10% discount is available for members of the mage’s guild. Skeeve produces the membership they recovered from Vormoth.

The tailor is very receptive but is disconcerted by the name on the membership. He promises to have this ready as soon as possible. He is suddenly going out of his way to get the order done quickly. He promises the robe will be done by afternoon, not tomorrow as he said earlier.

Skeeve is unnerved by this. He’s worried that Vormoth is famous, and the shopkeeper has spotted him as an impostor. Skeeve tips him 30g, trying to get him not to say anything about who he is.

Skeeve leaves the shop and looks for a place where someone might be interested in the staff. He finds a small place with lots of fancy canes and sticks, most without magic. The large man behind the counter is nodding a bit. Skeeve hands him the staff and he notices that this is a Lormanite staff. He explains that the Lormanites (the wizards up north) used to make staffs all pointy and evil like this. He pays 500 gold for it. As he is handed the money, Skeeve sees a shadow fall on either side of him. The shop keeper backs away. Skeeve wonders who has just stepped up behind him, but it must be someone imposing. Activity has more or less stopped all around, and the usual chatter of the area has stopped.

“Conjurer Vormoth”, comes a voice of authority from behind him.

He slowly turns around and sees a huge group of soldiers. Two full groups of soldiers (fourteen total) have spread themselves out behind him. They stand in such a way that no fireball could hit more than three of them and Skeeve could not draw a line from himself that intersects with more than one soldier. Apparently these men are familiar with fireballs and lightning bolts, and have dealt with wizards before.

Nevertheless, the men look worried. They all have their hands on their swords. Several of the younger men look like they may piss themselves.

Skeeve now realizes the shopkeeper didn’t think he was a fake: These people really do think he’s Vormoth, and are treating him like a very dangerous threat.

The commander speaks again, “Come now Vormoth. You don’t want to start trouble here with all of these people about. Be reasonable and come along with us.”

Skeeve waves his arm saying, “No, no, no. You misunderstand. I am not…”

As he waved his arm, the men flinch, as if expecting a blow. He can see there is really no good way out of this, so he agrees to go with them. They lead him (without laying a hand on him or disrespecting him) over to the keep, and up to the magistrate on the second floor.

Magistrate Noreeno shuts the door behind him. The office of Magistrate Noreeno is large and elegantly furnished. There is a large bookshelf on one side of the room, filled with a variety of books. There is a set of double doors, (which are open at the moment) which lead out onto a balcony overlooking the merchant’s square. Wind blows gently in, stirring the curtains while voices from the square drift in from below.

A stout cleric stand beside the desk, and two soldiers are posted in the door, guarding the door. The other soldiers return to their rounds, looking relieved.

Noreeno is surprised, “You are not conjurer Vormoth.”

“No, I’m not”, Skeeve admits.

The Magistrate rolls his eyes, “I just had a terrified shopkeeper in here telling me stories about how he’d just seen Vormoth here in town.”

“Yes, I used his mage’s guild membership. To get a discount.”

“How did you come by the guild membership for Conjurer Vormoth?”

Skeeve shrugs, “Well, I killed him.”

Noreeno is very impressed by this, “Killed him? I see. Well, well done. I assume you’re here for the reward?”

Skeeve pauses for a moment, and then answers, “Yes. That’s why I’m here.”

Noreeno replies, “I see. Well, in that case I just need to ask you a few questions. Just as a formality you understand. This won’t take long. So, while we talk, Galman is going to make sure neither of us can tell a lie. Then I’m going to ask you some questions. “

Galman the Cleric casts Zone of Truth.

“First question. Now, I can tell the answer to this just by looking at you, but I have to ask anyway: Are you with the northern army, the Lormanites?”

“No.”

“Of course not. Are you employed by them? Gathering information? Mercenary? Spy?”

“Nope.”

“Ever in the past?”

“No.”

“I didn’t think so. I just had to ask, you understand. Just routine. Next question….”

“Okay.”

“Ever killed any Alidian soldiers?”

“Um. Yes?”

Noreeno becomes very stern. The Soldiers at the door looked angry. There is a long moment before Noreeno speaks again. He turns to the soldiers at the door, “Gentlemen, would you please leave us alone for now?”

The guards smile and leave. It is a safe guess that Noreeno is about to dispense a little off-the-books justice and wants them out of the room.

Once the door is shut Noreeno turns to Skeeve. “I don’t care.”

He elaborates, “It’s a shame they heard you say that of course, but no harm done. I don’t care if you killed soldiers getting here. I’m sure you didn’t provoke them?”

“No.”

“Of course not.” At this point Noreeno has Skeeve tell about the fight, how it started, and where it happened. He seems satisfied once he’s heard it. “This is not a big deal. Let’s just continue with the questions. How many people are you travelling with?”

Skeeve doesn’t want to tell him, but he can’t lie and doesn’t want to refuse to answer, “Six.”

“Very good. You’ve done good work, and despite the unfortunate run-in with our forces, you’ve done the Alidian army a great service. You’re entitle to the reward. You earned it.”

Noreeno then hands Skeeve 2000g.

Noreeno then tells Skeeve that he is in charge of issuing Travel Papers. He offers six sets of travel papers if Skeeve and his party will do a job for him. He asks that Skeeve find his friends and bring them in.

Skeeve agrees. They bid one another good day. As Skeeve leaves, Noreeno calls in the captain. He gives instructions that Skeeve and his friends are free to travel the city but they are not allowed to go south.

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They are north of Crossway, standing on the wooded hills looking down on the city. They can see the city is guarded by a massive wall to the south, but on this side they can easily slip in.

They watch the movement below as they discuss how to enter unseen. They know this city is controlled by the Alidians. They want to avoid the attention of the soldiers. Last time they met Alidian soldiers was in the wild. The soldiers demanded to see the party’s travel papers (which they didn’t have) and then assumed they were mercenaries. A battle ensued. Although they won that battle, the odds would surely be against them here in town with hundreds of soldiers about.

They know they must not attract attention. With their backpacks, they will stick out quite a bit in the crowd. Their armor and weapons will make them even more conspicuous.

Eomer plans to go into town to test things out. He wants to wait until dark and hide in the shadows, but the others think they have a better chance if they just hide in the crowd during the day. They debate for a while on the merits of each plan. Finally they decide to separate and slip in among the crowd, since traveling in a group would certainly attract attention. Eomer points out a large tower on the south side of the city. They agree to meet in front of the tower if all goes well.

Enoch and Thordek enter together. They develop a cover story where Enoch is a traveling healer and Thordek is his bodyguard. Eomer and Beck will also enter together. The other two will follow seperately.

This city is a hub of activity. The north side of the city is the housing district. Narrow, winding streets snake between the rows of small homes. On the southern side of the city is the shopping bazaar. It is a large circle of shops situated near the tavern. There is a large stone keep overlooking the shopping district. The south side of the city is guarded by a massive wall with a single wide gate, which stands open during the day. A score of Alidian soldiers stands watch at the southern gate.

They melt into the crowd easily as they slip into town one at a time. Nobody gives them any trouble.

Eomer and Beck work their way through the masses, which, as they get closer to the square, seem to be pushing away from the market toward the outlying houses . The market is beginning to empty as the people start heading towards home. Eomer finds that the keep where they are all heading to is covered with Ailidian soldiers. This is their base of power in the city, and the party has agreed to make it their meeting point! He waits for the rest outside the market rather than head to the keep.

Thordek and Enoch walk into town together. It is late afternoon, and by now many businesses are closing. The crowd is moving against them as it is moving towards the houses to the north and away from the businesses to the south. They see the keep as they walk through the square. The people here are mostly closing up shop. They make their way to the keep which is crawling with soldiers. They decide to head over to the church nearby. Enoch does his cleric thing, praying to Pelor.

Eomer spots them as they enter the church and decides this is the new meeting point. As the other members of the party approach, he silently indicates they should head there.

Eomer and Beck watch the soldiers at the gate as they wait for the rest. One group of soldiers marches out from the gate and relieves the group there. They note six scattered soldiers different from the rest, not being relieved from duty, wearing plain heavy armor. These soldiers do not move. Their helmets are solid metal, with no holes for eyes. The fronts of the helmets are stamped with the now-familiar symbol of the Alidian army:

The other soldiers seem very well organized as well. They travel in groups of 7. They do not spend time chatting or sitting around. They walk the streets alert and ready for action. People seem to give the soldiers a lot of room.

Once the rest of the party has assembled in the church, Eomer and Beck join them. They share their observations about the city and discuss their next move. Skeeve notes that one of the guards in any group always has a magical aura around him.

Thordek and Enoch will continue traveling together, sticking with the cover story they developed. Beck suddenly announces that he also has a cover story:

“I’m the new drunk in town. And I’m going to get started on my cover story right now.” He then marches over to the tavern and does exactly that.

Skeeve takes a room. The rest of them secure rooms at the inn. As evening draws in, they get meals and Thu’fir goes to the tavern to keep an eye on Beck. He seems to be a quiet drunk and doesn’t cause any trouble.

They all have the first nice bed they have had in a long time. Thu’fir wanders to the tavern and listens carefully, hearing nothing of interest.

Enoch spends the evening working on translating his book. He manages to translate the next section.

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The night passes, Thu’fir doesn’t notice anything. Skeeve wakes and Thu’fir goes to sleep. In the late morning Skeeve hears some noise around them, to the northeast. The sound comes closer then stops. He suggests to Eomer when he wakes that they might be being followed.

Morning comes, they eat quickly and set out early. They head southwest and come upon a pond. It is directly in their line of travel but is small enough that they can go around it without losing much time. They note a stink in the air. The musky smell doesn’t seem to be coming from the water, which seems wholesome enough. Skeeve skips a rock across the pond.

They hear a crashing in the woods about 50 yards behind them. They can see treetops swaying in the wake of something large headed their way. They decide to walk across the water. Enoch casts water walking again, and five of the party members begin running over the still surface of the pond.

Skeeve wants to stay and see what this thing is. He considers climbing a tree, thinks better of it, and instead jumps into a good covering bush.

An Ettin emerges from the woods. The massive creature stands at nearly fourteen feet tall. In one hand he holds a massive club, which is itself longer than any of the party members. He screams at them in some incomprehensible speech. Once it realizes it cannot catch them, it turns away in disgust. Pouting, it smacks a nearby tree with its club, nearly uprooting it.

The Ettin starts sniffing. It smells something nearby. Skeeve casts fly and soars out of the bushes, heading for the other side of the pond.

The Ettin is enraged by this. He is on the opposite side of the water from them now, and making all kinds of angry noises at them and standing in the mud. Skeeve drops a fireball on his head and angers him more. They have a laugh at him and move on.

Thu’fir explains to them that the Ettin was not likely following them, but that they had stumbled into his territory.

They can now either go south west where it is more open or go south which is a little more tangled. They choose the way that is more open. They head south from here. The land here is more open and they are making excellent time. They eventually come to an open, treeless field. A stream divides the field in two. Across the stream they see another Ettin. They decide to go around, rather than getting into a fight with the beast.

They travel a bit more south. As they move into late afternoon they come across a major city, obviously Crossway.

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I’ve noticed this week that it is taking a long time to get the notes from the previous session translated. I predict this is be a regular thing. We have our D&D sessions on Sunday nights. By the time the session is over, it’s too late to get started on the notes. During the week I spend my evenings on the next session. Heather is busy as well, so in many cases we may not have the notes up until the following Saturday.

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Thordek looks around. He searches some of the rooms they haven’t checked. One room is piled high with old rotting furniture. Many old pews have been shoved in here, along with other broken furniture.

The other room (where the wizard died) is a makeshift workshop. There are many bits of cut wood lying around, along with a layer of sawdust. A crude workbench is built here, which holds some very basic tools: Hammer, nails, vice, and a few different saws. An incomplete chair is on the bench.

On the floor near the overturned table they find a chalice of purification. This strange cup will purify any water placed into it after 10 minutes. Thu’fir claims this prize.

Out in the main hall, they rest. As soon as he has the power, Enoch heals Skeeve.

Once rested, they take an inventory of the items recovered. Several Alidian rank insignia are on the table in the main hall, stripped of their silver and gold trim. The silver & gold are in a separate pile, along with bits removed from jewelery and teeth. Thordek takes these items to sell and divide the proceeds later.

Skeeve finds a mage’s guild certificate of membership made out to “Conjurer Vormoth”, good until 1505dy. Skeeve takes this. Being a self-taught wizard, he has never heard of the guild, but figures that being able to pass himslelf off as a member may come in handy.

Thu’fir finds the wizards staff and gives it to Skeeve. Amongst the other things until Skeeve can take a look at everything. Everyone regroups in the main room, bringing the kids in as well, except Thordek who has been checking all the rooms they had missed, gathering up all the things they find.

Thordek searches the workshop and finds a secret room that grants access to the second (northern) crossbow bolt device / trap.

Also in this room is a small wooden box with 800g worth of small gems, 500g, 2 potions of End Dreamless Sleep, and 1 cloak of absorb fire damage.

They decide when they leave they will burn the wizard in his lair. They fight about how to go about it. They eventually just leave him to rot in his workshop.

Everyone rests and wake up around 5 am. Enoch sets about healing everyone, and they decide to return to town.

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