The Ambush:
After we picked up our imitation (trapped) tome and headed back to Katja's, we decided it was time to set our trap for the wizard of Nashik. Katja generously gave us some unguents to mask us from magical spying and helped us send Helmut a (rather nastily worded) letter to tell him where to meet us. We put the book in a bag and buried it a short distance away from the portal in the petrified forest so it would take Helmut a while to claim his prize, giving us the opportunity to strike. We hid in some brush on some nearby hills and started the long, boring stakeout.
Just as night began to fall, some Shadar-kai appeared, an important-looking mage among them! The mage commanded his minions too start digging. There were lots, and lots of minions, forming a group intimidating enough we wanted to believe the mage was indeed Helmut. None of us had ever actually seen him, so we couldn't have been sure. One of the more important looking Shadar-kai eventually ended up with the book. I started feeling the pins and needles of adrenaline. He offered the book to the mage. I held my breath. The mage shouted angrily at the soldier and he moved away. My whole team gave a crestfallen sigh. Then, the soldier opened the book and it detonated, paralyzing him and some of his buddies where they stood. Even though the mage hadn't been neutralized, we launched ourselves from our position and attacked.
It turned out to be the hardest fight, yet. I got blasted right off of the priest's shoulder by a thunderlance and scampered around the grass trying my best not to be underfoot. There's got to be away to make me human again. I'm getting fed up! After I got my ride back, the mage counter-sniped our sniper and started retreating. We sure as hell weren't going to let a single one of them get away, so we chased him. The cowardly bastard died begging and we captured most of his underlings. We interrogated some of them and finally got one to admit that the dead mage was Helmut's apprentice. They really didn't know much. I take that to mean that Helmut (wisely) keeps his underlings in the dark.
Katja looked unenthusiastic about having unwanted guests in her domain, but she perked right up when we let her borrow the the shadowstone. She took an alarming amount of pleasure crafting custom (and uncomfortable!) prison cells for them. It seems to me about every other time we visit I am reminded of just how much we don't want to piss her off.
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