Set to parchment this 11th day of Uri, in 1332, the year of the Standard…
Is it good fortune, or ill, which follows our team? I think the team is blessed with a mixture. For instance, had Leader not been slain, the Team may well have not been awake when the fire is set. The team is doomed, if not for their vigilance in supporting Aislyn’s grief, as they spend the late night watching over her. This decision affords them alertness to detect the smoke, where if sleeping, its deadly fumes surely would overcome them.
So too, as serendipity wills, has our team chosen follow the last of their investigatory leads, discovering that the foreigner, Djamal, has been seen coming and leaving the town; the same Djamal who burns to death within his own inn that same night. And, if not for the contacts made earlier in the evening, chance does not pass over the team, but graces their luck when they discover a need to question the dead traitor. Fortune deals them certain scroll, gifted to them by a kindly druid, hight Gest of Rontra. The scroll gleans insight, for when Father Calen reads the scroll, hence casting the spell, the lingering spirit memory of the traitor Djamal confesses crimes traitorous to the team. Not such a lucky one, that Djamal. The coin with two faces pays him for his crimes, the fell side landing proverbially skyward. His faithless soul slips past the mortal realm, nevermore to breathe sweet air, nor ever again savor the joys of our Maker’s gratifying gifts. Be it misfortune, karma, or kismet… Djamal’s treachery has been paid in kind.
The afternoon’s trek is befouled with a steady stream of rain, and the road to Laedersburg becomes slick and treacherous. Even so, the team keeps alert, and is not taken unawares as an ambush unveils around them late in the day. Two ogres and a fell priest and his orcish minions swoop down upon the team like so many downhill rolling boulders. The battle is fierce, and the team members fall one after another, but not without taking a toll on the attacking forces. Falko is the last one standing, and a judicious use of Ionian Fire is all that keeps the team from total defeat.
Well fought is the fight, and bravely done too. It is by the Gods will alone that the team takes no real casualties. Every member of the team, you will be pleased to hear, acts well in the battle, coordinating as best that can be expected. They are resourceful, such as using the alchemical fire, and Dorak’s desperate yet successful use of the Blue Whinnis. Hoorah for the team, I say. Their mettle is tested and they come through. Let us hope their twisted fortune holds, for they have more dire foes to dispatch, and a dangerous artifact to obtain.