Journal of Rollo Lavius 2

Entry #328 - Fenrir in the Jug

(G328 23/09/2013 via Roll20 - AP, JF(GM), MJ) WA12

DAY 299 (3rd Hammer)(January) cont ...

[Back at Castle Cormaeril, Fenrir, Veddic and Arahel are fighting the toughest of the castle defenders]

The corridor they were in had stairs at either end, the entrance to the prison area and a narrow corridor that they had assumed led to the latrine.

While the others hid round the corner of the prison cell junction Fenrir went ahead, invisible, to take a look. He could see the guards and a dwarf that looked like a wizard. They could not see through his invisibility and as he drew closer some of them fell asleep from the Symbol of Sleep he was now carrying.

The wizard cast a spell though that revived most of them.

Fenrir took a look down the narrow corridor and it did indeed lead to a latrine. The shaft was far too narrow for a grown man to climb down though.

As he passed again, a couple more guards fell over. The dwarf shouted up the stairs to persons unknown, 'There is a mobile sleep effect going on here!'

Fenrir cursed the intelligence of dwarves.

Meanwhile, Arahel was noticing things. She could hear the other end of the corridor being blocked off, up the other set of stairs. She could tell from the sound of furniture being dragged.

She also noticed that the prison corridor was made of dressed and mortared stone blocks while the southern wall (facing outside) was carved from solid rock.

Fenrir started blasting at the defenders at the other end of the corridor.

The intelligent dwarf (known as Kredderau as they would find out later) shouted, 'It's a Warlock!' I hate this guy, thought Fenrir, he's a know-it-all and he wants everyone to know it!

Veddic made for the lavvy corridor and down at the bottom, waited for the others. In hindsight perhaps Arahel should not have remained in the form of a giant as it took her a while

to crawl down the corridor, which left Fenrir (with the unconscious body of Baz, the person they were there to rescue!) alone to fend off the dwarven wizard.

Kredderau was being healed and helped by someone out of sight round the corner. He could now see Fenrir perfectly fine and was immune, more or less, to the eldritch blasts.

Veddic had no chance (or great desire) of getting down the toilet so he waited until Arahel the giant arrived and with her knees braced against the interior stone began to push at the exterior stone-block wall.

Her great strength made a huge chunk of masonry collapse out into the night and they all jumped down to the bushy ledge below. Arahel then changed into a giant eagle and with Veddic on her back flew off into the night.

Badly injured from the lighting bolts cast by Kredderau, Fenrir surrendered.

[I should note here, that in the end it had not been a terrible plan and they had very nearly got away with it. If Fenrir had been a bit quicker or had had a better means of escape than a toilet then perhaps they would have been successful. Oft times people in my line of work forget that getting out is just as tough as getting in, if not harder!]

A female cleric emerged from around the corner and guarded Fenrir while Kredderau went to take a look out the hole. He returned a few minutes later.

As Fenrir was stripped of his weapons and lead to a cell, Arahel flew out to sea and around to the eastern side of Westgate. They then landed, she changed into an elven form and together they used her Watchman's badge to enter then city and then exit it at the west gate.

Finally the ended up at the cottage, bruised, battered and somewhat dejected.

Meanwhile, Tagreth Cormaeril himself (the lord of the castle) had been woken up and asked a few questions of Fenrir such as, 'Who are you?'

'Raziel Lightiningrod,' Fenrir replied.

(One of the guards then piped up, 'I think he is one of the new Day Air Watch guys!')

'Who hired you?'

'Ahh, Barry Shit-Knees at the Purple Lady.'

'Bah!' growled Cormaeril. 'Throw him in a cell, I'll deal with him in the morning!'

DAY 300 (3rd Hammer)(January)

Arahel awoke to the sound of Riz and Fylker snoring. They had come back from another drunken night of fun with the party animals of the Dock Ward Watch.

As usual she reported for duty and when Dressdelle asked her where Fenrir was she replied,

'He is currently indisposed...I'd rather not go into it...'

Dressdelle shrugged. It was a foggy day anyway and they did no flying, simply sitting on one of Dressdelle's 'perches' drinking tea and eating tapas.

Back in Castle Cormaeril, Fenrir was woken by the guards and beaten up. Between reminding them that he had helped their commander with a blessed bandage yesterday and his demonic ability to soak up damage, he was not badly affected.

Later the commander of the prison guard chained him to a bench and asked some questions, but his heart wasn't in it. Fenrir was too clever with his tongue to be successfully interrogated by a man of average intelligence.

Arahel returned to the cottage at seven o'clock and then Fylker arrived home at eight.

He had a black eye and a big smile. Apparently he had just beaten Geoffrey the Mammoth of the East Ward Watch in a boxing match taken a purse of 100 gold.