I head up the street a safe distance away from the dark-haired man. He’s not rushing or acting suspicious, just walking casually. He goes along the main streets, appearing to be headed toward the West Gate, and I follow. He stops briefly to talk to a woman who very quickly dismisses his advances, and then moves on to the gate.… Read more →
There are no other customers in the shop, so the proprietor comes out to greet me, assuming I am one. I see him approach out of the corner of my eye as I peer through the racks into the street beyond. He stops for a moment when he sees me, perhaps deciding what to make of me. Unlike most shop… Read more →
The group is dismissed and we exit the building, past the bored-looking patrol that is waiting to give a report. Sure enough, Pil is standing awkwardly outside the Corps building with a sack that looks like it is concealing a sawhorse. It seems no one thought to bundle the swords so that they wouldn’t go every which way. “Come on,… Read more →
“When we got back, the tower was empty,” reveals Vong, sounding disappointed. “It actually went down quite a ways, maybe six levels. It could probably be built back up since the foundation seemed really good.” I interpret this as simply “the tower was empty upon their return”. “It smelled like shit,” adds Rakatha. If goblins had been using it, this… Read more →
The Adventurer Corps building is bustling when I arrive to check in just after midday. Vong and the other members of the party are due to arrive back today but knowing the way Vong tends to meander, and without me there to keep them even remotely on task, I will not be surprised when Corporal Level tells me they have… Read more →