Session 4: Fetch Missions

Lord Cuysen Muccilleigh is dead, I say again, Lord Cuysen Muccilleigh is dead. Though we knew him only for a short time, no pun intended, he seems a gentle soul. Always quick with a good word and dispatch those with wicked intentions. This is how our day ended, though it feels as if all the events of the day were leading to this.

We've learned of many things in our new home and in this city. the factions jockeying for power and those strictly here to disrupt the comings and goings of the average citizen. We informed both the Zhentarim and the Harpers of the Drow hiding in the theater. Both groups said they they will keep this information and possibly make preparations for future endeavors. In our search for both work and funds to refurbish our new home, we set out to meet the Blackstaff, Vajra Safahr. Yet another faction in the city, this faction is interested in the magical angle to the goings on in the city. Our contact sent us on a mission to find a hermit in a nearby mountain with information that was needed by the Blackstaff. We did find out way to the hermits hideout but at the cost of exhausting two of our group. Not a good experience for young adventurer's. The Monk, Hlam, gave us "the message" said in finger quotes as none of us understood what he said, nor meant. He said "Evil’s twin hides its face for now. Expect that to change before spring's end." Our message passed on we were paid for our efforts and made a friend that may call upon us again should they need help.

On our way back to our home Lord Cuysen spied two men about to duel. Stepping in in his customary fashion, his aim was to separate the men from doing something they might regret. No sooner were his intentions made clear than we were assaulted by thugs. We came to discover that this is a common ploy use by "ruffians", to quote Lord Cuysen, to rob or kill them. We were not able to dispatch nor capture these criminals before the city watch came to our aide. We were unhappy to have left it so but no harm was done to our comrades in the long run and we have become aware of yet another danger in this city.

Our druid, Yinrick, mentioned to us that the Emerald Enclave, yet another faction asked of us to look into a mater outside the city. We've discovered that some of the local farms have been beset by malignant scarecrows, attacking the farmers and their families. This was the point in which our friend's situation went from bad to worse. The last living member of the Muccilleigh family is no longer with us to continue the family name. These scarecrows or whatever they were, were no mere beast brought to life. They were something, and yes I say were as we did put an end to their terror but not before one of them did in Lord Cuysen and almost took out Yinrick. We mourn our friend and comrade and return to our home slightly lessened by the experience.

We are becoming a known group in the area now. We've met some of the local children that knew of our efforts and endeavors in the city. We hope this local notoriety doesn't attract the unwanted kind of attention.