More of Nico and his Hippie Elves:
The ritual to recover the team's memories took all night; we didn't get much rest. We decided to head back to Eibelstat to see about making a decoy book for Helmut. On our way, however, we encountered Nico and the other elves again. They were protesting the essentia trade again and asked us for help. We decided to go have a word with Herrick, the head of the mining company. Keening is a nasty, dirty place full of bums hookers and thieves. Anyway, after dealing with some undesirables, we had a meeting with Herrick, who was interested in doing business. He offered us a large sum of essentia to quiet the elves.
We went back to meet Nico, weapons drawn. We chased Nico and his friends into the woods. He had had his mage create an illusionary battle for the Keening guards and suggested cooperation to double-cross Herrick. I have a feeling that wasn't my team's original plan, but we went with it. Word of the battle quickly reached Herrick and we had our reward within an hour. We should probably do something nice for Nico and friends later on so they don't think we took advantage. Anyway, I think we'd better be careful; we don't want to jerk around too much with Katja's only source of income.
The Highwaymen, Again:
We ran into the same group of highwaymen as last time, but this time they were outside of Albrecht's territory. I imagine they were preying upon hapless people without any shred of remorse before we showed up. It was amazing how quickly we talked them into moving the location of our battle back into Albrecht's domain. The Angel showed up, we crushed the Highwaymen and we took their money. Most of the group disbanded in disgust. I doubt we'll have another battle with them anytime soon. Strangely, that one guy is still convinced they should keep fixing the road!
Evil Books and Love Poems:
We arrived back in Eibelstat and headed straight for the market. We found a very desperate and vocal poet trying to sell some volumes of original love poetry. We bought a copy from him for our dark elf as a joke. The poet seemed happy enough and, to our chagrin, started giving our sniper advice for how to impress his love interest. After razzing the black elf once more, we went to a magic shop and commissioned a hazardous replica of the Erebus tome. Our nasty little trick book should entice anyone near it to read it, and, once they do, they will be paralyzed. The artisan disturbingly reported using such a trick on his cousin and then dressing him in drag and placing him in a shop window. Well, I guess that means he'll do a good job. Too bad it will take him four days. That should give us enough time to lay a trap for our wizard friend.
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