Moreavan 18 Year 887 (New Imperial Calendar)

There was part of me that expected this morning for a magic portal of some sort to open up via the holy symbol of Kozilek spilling forth some deadly cadre of jerks to make a mess of things.  Like a third of a part of me.  But there was nothing of the sort.  It was a little disappointing honestly.  But only a little.  The Archbaroness’s manor was abuzz nonetheless as all the maids and such were dragged before the master of the guard and questioned about the incident yesterday.  I really need to figure out what is wrong with me – I could have talked my way out of that situation so easily, and yet I threw a dagger at a man without thinking about it.  Maybe if should talk about my thoughts and feelings with a peer.  Of course I’d need to find a peer first.

I wanted to get on the road as soon as possible but it took figuratively forever to find Otacvio passed out under a hedge.  Silver lining he’s the kind of drunk that wakes up after you kick him just the one time – which is nice.  I pretended not to notice and kept kicking him anyway but that was for other reasons.  We finally got on the road barely two hours before mid-day.  The original plan was that we would continue on our goodwill tour, but since the first person on the list turned out to be a traitor and I had the proof it seemed best to head back to Juost Manor.  We drove hard and got back “home” that same day.  I know I’m repeating myself but this coach is a dream – I don’t know how much magic involved or if it’s just extraordinarily well-made or both but this thing really flies.  And by really I mean metaphorically – allegory is tricky when magic is about.  I hope I find a way to steal it when I get out of here.

The Baroness was surprised, and dismayed if we’re being honest, that we were back so soon but once I showed her the Archbaroness’s letter she understood why we had hurried back.  She looked very concerned, understandably.

“Aren’t you worried that the Archbaroness is going to notice the letter missing?”

“What difference could it make?  Unless you think she’s going to try and assassinate you or raise an army in rebellion what is she going to do?  If we’re lucky now that she knows the cat is out of the bag she’ll run away and we won’t have to deal with removing her.”

“Could you have arrested her?”

“Unlikely, not by force, I could have cooked up a scheme maybe but I wasn’t sure if that’s what you would want.  You know that’s going to be a real issue in this whole process not being able to communicate.  You don’t have some magic stones or a mirror or something that can let us talk to one another?”

She shook her head. “I don’t think there is such a thing.”

“I used to think that too, but I picked up something from the woman who had taken over the keep – you know the one I liberated for you free of charge – and it definitely allows communication over a distance.”

“With whom?”

“I don’t know, some friends of hers I assume.  Can we retune it or recajigger it or something so we can keep in touch while I’m out winning hearts and minds for you?”

“Stenton was our advisor on magical things and he’s away with the Baron.” She thought for a moment “There is another option . . . maybe.”

“How oblique.”

“There’s a small community north of here where a wizard lives.  He may have the expertise needed but . . . he’s difficult.”

“So what, he’s one of your subjects isn’t he?  Tell him to help you or wham!  Off with his head, that whole bit.”

“Come now cousin, one can’t rule so callously.”

“Why not?”

“This isn’t a debate, we’re not going to threaten him.”

“Why is it you have no issue getting tough with me?  So you say this guy is difficult, what do you mean by that?  Is he a serial killer?  You never hear about a magic serial killer but I bet they’re out there and they just never get found out.  Think about it, if you can turn invisible and blast someone with a bolt of force that leaves no trace of anything how’s anyone ever going to solve that?  I don’t care if you’re Annabelle Spaulding you’re not going to figure that one out.”

“Who’s Annabelle Spaulding?”

“A famous investigator.  At least I thought she was, the fact that you haven’t heard of her makes me question that now.  Maybe that was from a book a read.  So is he a serial killer or what’s his ‘difficulty’?”

“Well he doesn’t like magic.”

“I like him already.  But that’s a bit strange for a wizard no?  What an interesting twist!”

“I don’t know if it’s true or not but the tale people tell is that he and another wizard were wooing the same woman and things got out of hand which prompted him to give up magic.”

“Wizards like girls?”

“Be serious cousin.”

“Anyway, I’ll go talk to the guy, maybe he doesn’t want to do magic anymore but that doesn’t mean he can’t help his liege lord, er, lady.”

“No threats.”

“Of course not, of course not, I’ll just talk to the guy – it’s what I do best.  I’ll go right now.”

“It’s well after dark, by the time you got there it would be far too late to come calling.”

“Fine, but I don’t want to waste a lot of time on this, I want to get back on the road as soon as possible.”

“It was your idea in the first place!”

“That’s not how I remember it.”

Martialla had been given her own rooms thankfully so I didn’t have to listen to her complaining, but I was pacing around in my chambers for hours.  I’ve been more or less keeping to a normal schedule despite my ring because even though I don’t need to eat or sleep with it on I like eating and sleeping.  But on this night knowing that I wasn’t tired and knowing that I had a task hanging over me had me too out of sorts to eat.  I should pick up a hobby that I can work on when everyone else is asleep.  I tried to think of what I like.  Night-singing would be annoying to my neighbors.  Night-riding isn’t really a thing.  Night-drinking leads to day-hang overs. 

My grandma always told me that if you’re bored that means you’re a boring person.  And I’m not a boring person of course, so there must be something I can come up with. 

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Funds: 995 platinum

XP: 162,028

Inventory: Noble’s Traveling Outfit, Animated Riding Coat,  Animal Totem Tattoo (Lion), Dagger of Venom, Bracers of Armor +2, Ring of Protection +2, Light Crossbow, Fake Signet Ring,  False Papers, Bag of Concealment,  Belt of Giant Strength +4, Vest of Resistance +1, Ring of Sustenance, Gem of Brightness, Potion of Invisibility, Silver Chain set with Moonstones, Gold and Emerald Ring (2), Glove of Vampiric Touch, Platinum and Silver Holy Symbol of Kralten, Holy Symbol of Kozilek, Ruby (2), Black Marketers’ Bag, 879 Garnets, crystal necklace

Revenge List: Duke Eaglevane, Piltis Swine, Rince Electrum, watchman Gridley, White-Muzzle the worg, Percy Ringle the butler , Alice Kinsey , “Patch”, Heroes of the Lost Sword, Claire Conrad, Erist priest of Strider, Riselda owner of the Sage Mirror, Eedraxis,  Skin-Taker tribe, Kartak, Królewna & Bonifacja Trading Company, Hurmont Family, Androni Titus, Greasy dreadlocks woman, Lodestone Security, Kellgale Nickoslander, Beltian Kruin the Splithog Pauper, The King of Spiders, Auraluna Domiel, mother Hurk, Mazzmus Parmalee,  Helgan van Tankerstrum, Lightdancer, Bonder Greysmith, Pegwhistle Proudfoot, Lumbfoot Sheepskin, Lumber Consortium of Three Rivers