Well, this is an interesting unit Brannigan has assigned me to. They come traipsing into the inn, late of an evening. I took the opportunity to eavesdrop some, before being introduced as a new member.
Seems they had returned from their mission, dropped off at sea by a pirate captain. Interesting associates these fine adventurers have, and far less then I'd been led to believe. Bane, a large female warrior, apparently a lesbian from the spiteful looks she blesses every male with. Cestius and some unaffiliated roque, twins from their general appearance and surly standoffishness. Some armored dwarf, sent to redirect the crew.
As if that wasn't a motley enough crew, the asian monk, Brevin, the primitive druid, Quey, and a random city guard suddenly kick in the door. They fall upon Bane in a blind fury, slashing and jabbing with seeming thoughtless abandon. And truly thoughtless it was. As I approached I recognized the familiar stench of recent death upon them.
We dispatched them rather quickly, but with no evidence of who had killed them, let alone reanimated them and sent them. Apparently agents seeking the Unholy Scrolls. Tomorrow then we must set out early for Iron Keep. Much to plan. They've learned the final key the agents of Evil need, alas they have a large head-start on us, and there's a good chance they've already procurred it. Our best plan, in my current opinion, is to set up ambushes along their likely return routes.
We'll see what the other members of the party have to add in the morning. In the meantime, we have to return to Ironlatch, and these unholy scrolls will draw enemies to us enough to keep life entertaining in the meantime. Somehow I doubt my normal diplomatic recourse will be of much use in the situation. A shame they sent me to aid the party, a few dozen large warriors might have been more useful.
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