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Ember stay quiet and avoid answering the bugbear's questions. A Lowly beast such as him, wouldn't be here if wasn't for her father, and how it dare to talk to them as equals, but it was not her place to question this or offend their host.
She drank and eat, and when things were settled, she leaves with the others, without saying anything.
The sorceress tilts her head as she regards the bugbear, letting patches of shadow play across her eyes and entwine around her fingers before she answers.
A month? I see no reason why the garrison cannot be brought to its knees within that time, made ripe for your forces to pluck
she leans in
We would be well to have done our work and departed by that time as well, lest your horde have some disregard for telling non-bugbear friend from foe...
"Thorn has faith in you. If you weren't his best, he wouldn't have sent you. Do this and your names will be legend. and don't lose the rocket, without it you have no way to signal the attack. If there is nothing else, let me escort you back to your ship. I don't think I can guarantee your safety if you stay in the camp this night. Hail Asmodeus!"
With that, you are escorted back to the ship, where you can see the captain and a number of sailors standing nervous guard.
Kargeld speaks to you once you are onboard, "I'm going to moor a ways down the shore. I don't trust that big brute. That gleam in his eye. You can tell he's plotting something... A bugbear shouldn't be that smart. The night is all but spent, so we will lay up for the next day and I'll ferry you across the lake under the cover of darkness tomorrow night. I'll put you ashore a couple of hours walk from Tower Balentyne and the small town of Aldencross that rests in its shadow. Then I wash my hands of you and whatever plot you're hatching."
The next day goes as described and the next night you find the ship coasting ashore on the far side of the lake.
I am glad, it is only him," Arthur replies to the captain's concern as he makes his way aboard the Frosthammer.
Arthur calmly awaits the night and what is to happen, he is however unsure of how it will be carried out. Discreetly he inquires: "What after we reach the shore?"
As the party is alone, Lucetta mentions quietly
Our best chance to complete the Cardinal's next task is surprise, I suggest perhaps as we come in to land at the next place
she looks around between each member of the know
I'll incapacitate as many as I can, you all focus on striking the leader down
she points at Kaynen and Albrέkt
Whichever of you gets to the best position to strike, we will all be aware and will follow your lead
Lucetta smiles sublimely at the Captain, waiting for one of her friends to strike so she can unleash her magic.
Nodding his accept Arthur begins to contemplate the ambush. Keeping his weapon and shield with ranged he rests by the mast in full armour.
When in council, Albrέkt stoicly listens then nods in agreement at the potential plan;
"Ja. Bevor zhey die, zhey vill kennen fear..."
The unholy warrior then leers his crack toothed smile and makes preparation for blood-letting...
The grind of gravel against the wooden hull can be heard as the ship noses onto a small, sheltered beach.
Combat Surprise round
20 Lucetta
19 Crew
15 Ember
15 Kaynen
7 Arthur
1 Albrekt
Surprise Action
The characteristic sound peaks Arthur attention, he awaits for the others to initiate the ambush. Once they orchestrate the attack Arthur charges the Captain.
"Here is your reward!" Ember laughs as she attacks the captain.
But it offers no danger at all.
Surprise Round
Following Lucetta's instruction Albrέkt stands next to both his bardic comrade and Odenkirk as the ship grinds to a halt;
"Land at last. Ve owe ein debt Kaptain, du haben my danke... und those ve serve!"
The fell warrior grasps the Captain's shoulder in mock parlance before allowing infernal flames to wash over the Northman;
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Lucetta smiles as she watches Albrέkt move to the captain to reward him for his service to the knot, and as soon as the wretched warrior summons his powers to harm the man, Lucetta is already speaking words of power and blowing a kiss with each hand towards the captain and his crew.
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Kaynen nods and agrees about surprising Odenkirk, and seeing the opportunity arise, leaps onto a nearby barrel and bursts into a theatric display.
"And ran red the hills
with the blood he spills..."
He begins gesturing to each member of the Forsaken in turn, acting as if he is actually pupeteering their actions as they rush around the deck.
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Four of the crew tumble to the deck and captain bleeds from many wounds, but still has a lot of fight in him.
At your betrayal, he screams "You want my ship, do ye? I killed my brother to take her and I'll kill all of you to keep her!” Turning to the remaining crew he yells, "Do't just stand there, kill the witch!!"
AC 12, touch 8, flat-footed 12 (+4 armor, -2 rage)
hp 37/58
Fort +8, Ref +1, Will +6 (+3 vs. spells, supernatural abilities and
spell-like abilities while raging)
A dark and malicious smiles appears in Ember’s face as the captains begins to rage, the fool would not even know what had hit him.
Stumbling backwards away from the blades of the crew, Lucetta gets enough distance to unleash another spell in their faces, as blood seeps across her dress despite one hand holding fast to try and staunch the bleeding.
Round 1
Albrέkt feels the barbarian's strike rent both his armour and flesh. His lifeblood washes from the wound and the wretched warrior counters first with a feral grin and rasping comment...
"Nein Kapitän. It isz nicht the ship ve vant. It isz your very souls!"
... then with his own war-scythe in an arcing strike:
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Kaynen continues his rousing performance, gliding across the deck to allow the resplendent touch of his conductor's hand to briefly dally from the gestures accompanying his song to brush Lucetta.
Lucetta flashes a grateful smile to Kaynen as she feels the healing energy wash over her.
Round 1
Secretly a little pleased that Albrekt bears the force of the captain's attack, Arthur focuses on his own. The raging Norse man is an easy target and while less would have sufficed Arthur performces a seires of attacks that would have baffled even greater swordsmen.
The 'good' captain stands little chance surrounded by so many dangerous foes and between arrow and scythe and sword, he slumps to deck with a curse. Lucetta's spell washes over the remaining crew and they fall senseless at her feet.
Albrέkt straddles the corpse of the fallen Northman captain, and beckons toward his downed crew;
"Ve must hasten zhem to der grave... Who amongst us soll haben der honour?"
As he waits for the decision, the grim wretch reaches down to Kargeld's hand, putting the felled Northman's thumb under his scythe blade and cutting it free.
Albrέkt takes the thumb, briefly examining it with a leer - sucking the blood from the severed digit before dropping it into his belt pouch...
"For mein kollektion..."
Embers goes about killing the helpless crew, smiling and enjoying everything.
"Dad ordered us to leave no witness." she says simply.
Each arrow craved in an eye fills the woman with almost sexual pleasure. After the crew is all dead, she takes time and effort to enjoy mutilating the captain’s body.
”This is what you deserve for this entire horrible trip in this stinking rat carrier.”
--
Once done, she goes about search the place, mostly for her father’s orders and retrieve the money he paid the captain.
Lucetta nods in approval as the men fallen to her spell are executed by Ember. A frown crosses her features though as she regards her clothing, sliced by the crew's weapons.
Delicately stepping over the blood pooling on the deck, she indicates the boat.
No witnesses and no proof, we lack the skills to re-rig the ship or disguise it, so we are left with either hiding or burning as options. Perhaps scuttling it? Given our time constraints we need to be quick...
Shaking his head in disbelieve Arthur witnesses the slaughter and while in agreement with the result he questions the path his fellow members of the knot chose. Turing his back to the senseless slaughter he addresses Lucetta: [b]"Won't burning it draw attention to us? It will take sometime, but with an axe I should be able to sink it and swim to shore. I will need some help sailing her out to deeper waters though."
Albrέkt nods at Arthur's words;
"Ja. You deal vith der ship. I vill dress it vith der fallen..."
Once they have been stripped of all valuables, the wretched warrior will begin to hack apart the corpses of the dead Northmen.
Methodically like a butcher Albrέkt dissects, leaving the deck and ship strewn with limbs and entrails.
All the while a broken grin rictus upon his pallid face:
"Wenn defiled enough, der souls of der dead will nicht rest... Glorreich reborn als deathless..."
Kaynen frowns slightly at the wanton dismemberment, preferring not to soil his nimble hands with such work.
As the ship is brought about, he pats the alchemical bottles lining his hip and whistles.
"Time to get on the lifeboats, chums. It's about to get hot on deck."
With a nod to Arthur, who seems bent on adding some holes to the hull, Kaynen joins the group before lobbing some destruction of his own.
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On the captain you find an iron key which opens the sea chest on the ship. Inside you find 6100gp worth of coin and a small ivory statue of a nude mermaid (150gp). Between the dead there are 6 short swords, 6 shortbows, 7 studded leather armours and masterwork greataxe. None of the equipment has any distinguishing features. (#loot)
With a little effort you manage to scuttle the craft in the lake and its clear waters are briefly stained red as the crew's blood and entrails dip below the waves.
You are close now. Just a few miles from here sits the small market town of Aldencross and less than a mile from there is the watchtower of Balentyne – your goal. Already Sakkarot’s horde gathers and prepares to move. Within two weeks, they will be in a small valley north of the lake awaiting your signal. Fire the rocket into the air at just the right moment and you will take the first step towards claiming vengeance against Talingarde.
Destiny has taken you here. Destiny has given you a mission. There is no doubt that the future of this green and pleasant land lies in your hands. You could go to that town right now and warn them of the plots of the sinister Cardinal Thorn. You could give yourself up and face the justice you deserve. You could turn back from the horror and the slaughter that you are going to inflict upon these Mitran sheep. This is that moment. This is the turning point. After this, there is no going back.
Any one eager for redemption?
...
I thought not. Come, my friends. We have work to do. We must burn Balentyne.
Kaynen smirks as he lounges within the Lord's Dalliance like a lord... dallying. He allows his long hair to drift into his face and ever plays the part of a young lordling sipping his wine and looking to sow his wild oats as he invites every willing comely lass to share in his inebriations.
"Come my lovelies, there must be something deliciously dirty in this town... entertain your young Lordling with your tales of debauchery!"
Chuckling, he toasts his company, hoping their loose lips flow as freely as the wine.
Sitting opposite the youthful noble, sipping frugally from his cup of vintage port, was the man's loyal advisor and servant; Opa Langenschlaf
The venerable man's lanky frame is folded into his chair as he watches his ward through heavy lidded eyes. Propped by his side a long staff, perhaps once a weapon, now more likely a crutch to support his thin legs...
Between sips his head bobs involuntarily as he fights with sleep...
Clearly the auld man's days of revelry are past him, though his devotion to the rake pushes him to stay at his side;
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#1: I hear Captain Varning is leading another patrol out tomorrow. I wonder how long they’ll be gone this time? The last time they were gone for five days! If you ask me, these patrols are a waste of time. They're just an excuse for Varning to get out of the tower and gallivant around the countryside instead of doing his fair share of guard duty.
#2: Balentyne’s magister, that creepy Tacitus, has been spending a lot of time working on something in his tower! I don’t know what it is, but it’s said that something unnatural was recovered from the north.
#3: I’ve heard that Father Donnagin was sent here after the church demoted him from bishop. He got into some sort of trouble – serious trouble I’d wager to be banished to the Watch Wall.
#4: There’s a pack of dwarves in town led by a grumpy short fellow named Barnabus Eisenbauch. They’re here to fix up the watchtower or so I’ve heard. A hard working fellow -- just don’t challenge him to a drinking contest. He’ll drink you under the table every time!
Following the other's lead Arthur takes a place in the common room close to them and remain quiet enjoying food and drink. H takes a few moments to realise who the old man now travelling with Kaynen is.
Playing the disapproving sister, Lucetta looks scornfully at Kaynen's behavior. She moves away as soon as she can and asks around if there's any work at the castle.
Later, as the party regroups, Kaynen shares his thoughts and observations.
"Hmmm, should we split up and see what seeds of discord we could sow?"
He taps his temple as he muses.
"We should certainly ensure the dwarves fail to fix the tower, and it appears their predilictions towards the drink should suffice there..."
He then folks his hands behind his back as paces and hums aloud in between the thoughts he shares.
"And I wonder if whatever this Tacitus is working on could be.... unleashed?"
When Albrέkt Heißhungrig gathers the knot, Ember listen carefully and is ready to give councel
Okay here's the rumours the antipaladin says:
#1: I hear Captain Varning is leading another patrol out tomorrow. I wonder how long they’ll be gone this time? The last time they were gone for five days! If you ask me, these patrols are a waste of time. They're just an excuse for Varning to get out of the tower and gallivant around the countryside instead of doing his fair share of guard duty.
”Yes! But not at this moment, the rumor suggests he often leads patrols and once we get closer to our infernal time, then it’s the time to strike hard and ruthlessly!” she says her eyes light with zealot flame.
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#2: Balentyne’s magister, that creepy Tacitus, has been spending a lot of time working on something in his tower! I don’t know what it is, but it’s said that something unnatural was recovered from the north.
”Never trust mages!” she says not caring if the arcane members of the knot might get offended. ”Too unpredictable, and this land is too suspicious about the arcane. We need to know more before we decide if the magister can be used. And remember he is a magister. One does not get to that position easly.”
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#3: I’ve heard that Father Donnagin was sent here after the church demoted him from bishop. He got into some sort of trouble – serious trouble I’d wager to be banished to the Watch Wall.
”The priest must die! The only difference its when!” the zealot says again ”If we can convert him and make he pleads his loyalty to the Dark Father, then we kill him after he betrays his allies. If he don’t, we kill him as before we kill his allies.” she says with certainty. There was no chance in hell she would allow a cleric of mitra, even a renegade alive.
==//==
#4: There’s a pack of dwarves in town led by a grumpy short fellow named Barnabus Eisenbauch. They’re here to fix up the watchtower or so I’ve heard. A hard working fellow -- just don’t challenge him to a drinking contest. He’ll drink you under the table every time!
”Once we start to stir trouble, we can put the blame on them, or better, turn then against the watchtower.”
Her piece said, she looks around taking charge ”We have many days to prepare. You go out and learn every bit of information you can. I’ll stay here at the inn, the noble daughter of some minor family. I have not the patience to talk to peasants or way with words to have them tells me their secrets.”
Puzzled by the complicated choices Arthur rumbles: "Good suggestions, but can they be done. The ambush is straight forward, but the rest seems complicated."
At Ember's demandments old Opa Langenschlaf merely bows with a wry smile and a somewhat facetious comment:
"Natürlich Mistress Thorn ve vill discern zhat vich ve can... Vun quevstion, if I may, on euer disguise.. A minor noblevoman, vithout patience to zhose below her... You do sprechen of a role Ja?"
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”What? Speak plainly!” She says in an annoyed voice
”If you have time to make riddles, you should go about doing what’s asked of you.”
Kaynen smiles as Ember shares her thoughts.
"Ah, I see we are thinking alike, you and I..."
Waving his hand, the half-elf adds.
"I will approach Tacitus and make an inquiry on his research... my studies and... *ahem* charm should provide me with further insight here."
The lanky manservant skin being worn by the unholy wretch bows low in exaggerated humility...
"Merely misplaced humour Ja? I am ever your servant Mistress Thorn. As a former knight's esquire auld Opa vill sprekt to der good Kaptain und his men..."
... before shooting Kaynen a cold stare as he exits;
"Master..."
Rumors:
1. Have you ever been to the choir hall of Balentyne? Amazing! The priests are such beautiful singers and sometimes the stone saints that adorn the place join in the chorus. Such a miracle!
2. Mad Martin is a strange one! He tends the rook- ery in the Watchtower. They say he never leaves except for necessities. He talks to the birds like people and has named every one!
3.Lord Havelyn is a good soul but so grim and gloomy. For so great a lord to be unhappy, he must be guilty about something!
4. That Captain Zack Eddarly is a handsome one, isn’t he? Such a gallant! And still unmarried at his age. He’ll make some lady of proper breeding quite a catch won’t he?
5. Ye Merrie Men are coming to town and the hand- some William Marcus Marlow is coming with them! Can you believe it? The Bard of Bar- rington! Here! They are doing the “Fall of Am- berlyn”! Oh, I can’t wait!
6. They say the bugbears are massing up north. I wonder what their up to? Well, it doesn’t matter! We’ll be ready for ‘em! You’d think those shaggy walking carpets would have learned by now that the Watch Wall is unbreakable!
7.Bellam Barhold (the innkeeper) is such a lush. He does enjoy his wine. He’s always complaining about how he can’t get any of the good stuff here in the borderlands.
8. Have you seen Kaitlyn Mott? She’s the most beautiful woman in town! How did an ugly lump of a man like Captain Franz Mott bag a looker like her? And how does he keep her, that’s what I want to know!
9. Have you had any of Mama Guisseppe’s beef stew? Delicious! I hear she goes up to the Watch- tower and cooks a big batch of it for the men ev- ery Monday! What a nice old lady.
10. Did you hear about prisoners escaping from Branderscar? Were they ever caught?
11. I hear a raven arrived at the rookery last night! I bet it carried important news though I know not about what.
12. Do you know how the Lord’s Dalliance got its name? It was once a brothel! I hear there used to be a secret passage to the basement that allowed the Lord of the Watchtower to sneak in here and have a good time. Of course it must have been sealed up years ago.
On the fifth day in the inn you are awakened in the night by the sound of someone creeping around below you. Going to investigate, you see Master Barhold looking about furtively and heading into the cellar.
Oh, what do we have here? she thinks to before following the man, silent as shadow.
Silently following behind the man, you keep to the shadows. Barhold caries a small lantern and it casts long shadows all about him. In the cellar, he moves over to one of the walls and fiddles with one of the stones. As you watch, a section of the wall swings silently inwards revealing a dark, stone-lined tunnel. Barhold takes up this lantern and steps into the dark passage.
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Ember doesn’t follow the man, no sense risking Discovery for now. But she would make use of that knowledge.
Once the week is past, she gathers her minions, I mean, allies to discuss what was heard and found.
Rumors:
1. Have you ever been to the choir hall of Balentyne? Amazing! The priests are such beautiful singers and sometimes the stone saints that adorn the place join in the chorus. Such a miracle!
”Useless! What do we care if they can sing? This is no more than superstition and folklore.” she says dismissing as bad information.
2. Mad Martin is a strange one! He tends the rookery in the Watchtower. They say he never leaves except for necessities. He talks to the birds like people and has named every one!
”A rookery? Interesting. We have to make sure it’s destroyed! We can’t afford letting them have this means of communication!”
3.Lord Havelyn is a good soul but so grim and gloomy. For so great a lord to be unhappy, he must be guilty about something!
”He is guilty! Guilty of serving Mitra and praying to Mitra! And for that he’ll pay with his life!” she says. She don’t see how a man with such influence could be considered guilty of anything else other than his faith in the wrong god.
4. That Captain Zack Eddarly is a handsome one, isn’t he? Such a gallant! And still unmarried at his age. He’ll make some lady of proper breeding quite a catch won’t he?
”Maybe we can use it! If one were to charm the man, he could lead us straight inside the place or at least tell us more about it.”
5. Ye Merrie Men are coming to town and the hand- some William Marcus Marlow is coming with them! Can you believe it? The Bard of Barrington! Here! They are doing the “Fall of Am- berlyn”! Oh, I can’t wait!
”What we know of this event? Who will be attending? ”
6. They say the bugbears are massing up north. I wonder what their up to? Well, it doesn’t matter! We’ll be ready for ‘em! You’d think those shaggy walking carpets would have learned by now that the Watch Wall is unbreakable!
”They’ll be ready to die at Sakkarot’s axe!’”
7.Bellam Barhold (the innkeeper) is such a lush. He does enjoy his wine. He’s always complaining about how he can’t get any of the good stuff here in the borderlands.
”The man has secrets we may be able to use! I’ll tell you more about what I discovered later!”
8. Have you seen Kaitlyn Mott? She’s the most beautiful woman in town! How did an ugly lump of a man like Captain Franz Mott bag a looker like her? And how does he keep her, that’s what I want to know!
”How indeed. In my experience, there’s no such thing as love, only interest. Maybe there’s more to it, we should investigate more!”
9. Have you had any of Mama Guisseppe’s beef stew? Delicious! I hear she goes up to the Watch- tower and cooks a big batch of it for the men every Monday! What a nice old lady.
”Every Monday, all soldiers? Fantastic! Could we poison it? Any of use knows anything about poison?”
10. Did you hear about prisoners escaping from Branderscar? Were they ever caught?
”And they never will.”
11.I hear a raven arrived at the rookery last night! I bet it carried important news though I know not about what.
”Just gossip and idle talking! How a peasant would know what is happening inside the watchtower?”
12.Do you know how the Lord’s Dalliance got its name? It was once a brothel! I hear there used to be a secret passage to the basement that allowed the Lord of the Watchtower to sneak in here and have a good time. Of course it must have been sealed up years ago.
”Now this, might be just true. Last night I caught the innkeeper out of his bed and onto something suspicious. I followed him and there’s some sort of secret door in the cellar. We may as well check it today!”
As time goes by Arthur contemplates the best cause of action. One day he asks: "Is it soon time for more direct action?" Elaborating further he says: "I know we can't make a direct attack, but perhaps we find some poisonous herbs, follow the captains or that like?"
A week on as the group communicate their findings and thoughts Albrέkt listens to Ember's word's and Arthur's concerns;
1. Have you ever been to the choir hall of Balentyne? Amazing! The priests are such beautiful singers and sometimes the stone saints that adorn the place join in the chorus. Such a miracle!
: ”Useless! What do we care if they can sing? This is no more than superstition and folklore." she says dismissing as bad information.
: Folklore it may be. Or zheir own divine guardians perhaps? A risk to find out...
2. Mad Martin is a strange one! He tends the rookery in the Watchtower. They say he never leaves except for necessities. He talks to the birds like people and has named every one!
: ”A rookery? Interesting. We have to make sure it’s destroyed! We can’t afford letting them have this means of communication!”
: Der Raben need to be silenced... Or ven der tower falls, let zhem be der harbinger's of our victory to der realm..." - sowing the seeds of infamy and fear clearly appeal.
3.Lord Havelyn is a good soul but so grim and gloomy. For so great a lord to be unhappy, he must be guilty about something!
: ”He is guilty! Guilty of serving Mitra and praying to Mitra! And for that he’ll pay with his life!” she says. She don’t see how a man with such influence could be considered guilty of anything else other than his faith in the wrong god.
:"He may hide zhomething Mistress... Perhaps ve could appear as pilgrims seeking und blessing?"
4. That Captain Zack Eddarly is a handsome one, isn’t he? Such a gallant! And still unmarried at his age. He’ll make some lady of proper breeding quite a catch won’t he?
: ”Maybe we can use it! If one were to charm the man, he could lead us straight inside the place or at least tell us more about it.”
:"Our Knotten has plenty of charm..." he says sardonically
5. Ye Merrie Men are coming to town and the hand- some William Marcus Marlow is coming with them! Can you believe it? The Bard of Barrington! Here! They are doing the “Fall of Am- berlyn”! Oh, I can’t wait!
: "What we know of this event? Who will be attending?”
:Nothing. However ze are more incomers... Suspects for krimes to come..."
6. They say the bugbears are massing up north. I wonder what their up to? Well, it doesn’t matter! We’ll be ready for ‘em! You’d think those shaggy walking carpets would have learned by now that the Watch Wall is unbreakable!
: ”They’ll be ready to die at Sakkarot’s axe!"
:If der wall is unzerbrechlich... unbreakable, why do der zwerg work on it?
7.Bellam Barhold (the innkeeper) is such a lush. He does enjoy his wine. He’s always complaining about how he can’t get any of the good stuff here in the borderlands.
: ”The man has secrets we may be able to use! I’ll tell you more about what I discovered later!”
: See below.
8. Have you seen Kaitlyn Mott? She’s the most beautiful woman in town! How did an ugly lump of a man like Captain Franz Mott bag a looker like her? And how does he keep her, that’s what I want to know!
: ”How indeed. In my experience, there’s no such thing as love, only interest. Maybe there’s more to it, we should investigate more!”
:Ja. It reeks of a doomed love... heh."
9. Have you had any of Mama Guisseppe’s beef stew? Delicious! I hear she goes up to the Watch- tower and cooks a big batch of it for the men every Monday! What a nice old lady.
: ”Every Monday, all soldiers? Fantastic! Could we poison it? Any of use knows anything about poison?”
: See below.
10. Did you hear about prisoners escaping from Branderscar? Were they ever caught?
: ”And they never will.”
:Indeed..
11.I hear a raven arrived at the rookery last night! I bet it carried important news though I know not about what.
: ”Just gossip and idle talking! How a peasant would know what is happening inside the watchtower?”
:"Ze may be un servant Mistress? Some underlings are prone to loose lips Ja!? Ve should at least investigate?"
12.Do you know how the Lord’s Dalliance got its name? It was once a brothel! I hear there used to be a secret passage to the basement that allowed the Lord of the Watchtower to sneak in here and have a good time. Of course it must have been sealed up years ago.
: ”Now this, might be just true. Last night I caught the innkeeper out of his bed and onto something suspicious. I followed him and there’s some sort of secret door in the cellar. We may as well check it today!”
Albrέkt: "Ja. Ve should pay him a visit..."
"Ja. A direct attack vill not vurk here... zhat iz Sakkarot und der popanz's task. Poison ja. Und pestilenz too... Ve must be zhe beautiful agonizing death-rattle of Balentyne..."
The fell warrior flashes his crack-toothed smile before continuing;
Der zwerg... dwarves. Der vork in zhe tower. Building...Zhat must be stymied ja? Zhey are drunkards... so let zhem drink somezhing disagreeable yes? Der old Frau's stew iz a favourite of zhe tower's armsmen - let zhem sate zhemselves on something disagreeable...Mmm?"
Albrέkt drains his goblet of wine, then finishes his musings;
"Ve must remember ve can be dopplegangers! Let us be seen in der skins of others, zhen as our design zs komplete it vill be zhe innocent zhat pay for our crimes.."
"Are you thinking about any specific crimes?" Arthur says with a smile on his lips. He continues "I don't see how we can do anything inside the watchtower, but perhaps we can find out something here in town. Do we know if the captains or the wives venture out from the watchtower?"