Entry #112 - Bedroom Farce

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(G112 01/04/11 OR - AP, ON(GM), GF)

DAY 21 (2nd Tarsakh) cont...

The next few hours descended into something like a bedroom farce. I wrapped up the, at that point, still breathing body of Thomas Siohcen in a bed sheet and went to hide in a cupboard under the stairs on the ground floor.

Meanwhile, Fenrir waited for Hagar's men to turn up. There were six of them, one was a woman called Anya. Fenrir's silver tongue went into overdrive once more, pointing out the two dead dopplegangers on the floor and placing the blame for everything on them.

I realise now, that I have been slightly hypocritical about his 'demon' powers, in that I am quite happy for him to use them when saving my skin, but not so much when he is charming his way into a young virgin's undergarments.

From my hiding place I heard them tramp down the stairs and out, with a doppleganger corpse to take back and show their master. I presume Hagar is angry about the posters. I hope so.

Anyway, next was the watch, up they went, to receive about the same amount of flannel. That was almost that, but one bright spark in the squad decided to look in the cupboard I was in.

Well, by that point Thomas was dead, choked on the crusty sock I shoved in his mouth. Not having Fenrir's gift of the gab, I decided to just tell the truth, more or less, and I trundled off to the Trade Ward guard post to be 'interrogated' although it ended up with me telling them a few things about their Ward, not least of which was my suspicions about their being infiltrated by dopplegangers.

For the record, the civilar was Sefal Turek (human, male, cleric) and the amar was Doma Steelaxe (female dwarf fighter).

Later I met up with the whole gang at the temple of Oghma where they were sorting out the pretty large horde of loot we had acquired from the wizard's tower and the attack on Fenrir's flat.

I didn't stay too long though, as I wanted to check up on Janna. I asked at the guard post, checked our flat on Philosopher's Court and even the pub, but there was no sign of her.

I decided to go back to the guard post and wait for her to come on duty.

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