Journal of Rollo Lavius 2

Entry #323 - Lady Dreggleblot's Party

(G323 12/08/2017 via Roll20 - AP, JF(GM), MJ) WA9

DAY 295 (30th Nightal)(December)

Everyone reported to their watch house again this morning.

Forgive me, dear reader, I have little information on what Fylker and Riz got up to over the next few days so

I will only record here what I know about Fenrir and Arahel's employment.

As they had done the day before they had a long breakfast then took to the skies.

The only thing of interest that happened during there watch was when a wizard flew high over the walls, heading

to the city. He had his wife on his back and carried two heavy looking bags yoked over his shoulders.

He seemed fed up, but stopped to let Fenrir question him. He was on the way to see his mother apparently, at

number 75 Wizard's Cut.

'Good,' said Dressdelle who had been watching and appraising. 'But you forgot to ask his name, where he had come

from, how long he intended to stay, why he didn't enter by the gate... oh and his school of magic. The city is not

keen on Necromancers at the moment after all that bad business in the summer.'

Fenrir accepted the criticism.

That evening, after work, Fenrir and Arahel went to see Nebulus, flying in through the top window as arranged

(Fylker and Riz went to the pub - it was New Year's Eve after all!). He had information for them about Castle Cormaeril,

its layout and defences and also told Fenrir he could get his stolen stuff for him if he helped clear a warehouse

of guards prior to him robbing it.

They agreed to do it some time soon.

DAY 296 (1st Hammer)(January) 1377DR

And so the start of the New Year saw them all reporting for duty again as normal. This was their third day in

the Watch.

As part of their training Dressdelle was having Fenrir and Arahel talk to the people they found flying above

the city. Now it was Arahel's turn and as an eagle she intercepted a flying woman in black called Silderan.

The woman was in no mood to talk, but eventually Arahel pestered her into revealing she was leaving the city

because she had split up with her boyfriend.

'Good,' said Dressdelle. 'We are less concerned about people leaving the city. But perhaps she was going to

burn down a village somewhere to vent some of her anger?'

'Should we follow her?' asked Arahel watching the angry woman in black fly off into the clouds.

'No, it's ok. We have the authority to stop anyone we like up here, for whatever reason or none at all. But she

didn't explicitly said she was leaving to cause harm. If she had been coming in though, that would have been

a different matter.'

When they got home that night there was a mysterious letter on the table. It was opened and read:

''

I'm sorry I cannot come and meet you, there is a lot going on elsewhere that I must attend to.

Hopefully this letter finds you well. If you have succeeded in joining a city faction, then the