I hate the city. I hate everything about it. It’s stuffy, I can’t breathe and worst of all, now I’m stuck here because I’m broke.
I wandered the city to find Anti-Warforged posters littering the bulletin boards absolutely everywhere. Some sort of protest was going to happen at The Commons. I wasn’t going to attend, however, an excellent point was made by another Warforged. If we do not attend to speak for ourselves, then who will?
I attended the protest reluctantly. The counter protest seemed to have a fair amount of people in attendance, however, no one seemed to be there for the Anti Warforged contingency. Suddenly, Derrik ir’Tarrn showed up and starting instigating an argument. He claimed he was the solution to the “Warforged Problem” and promptlty disappeared taking 35 people with him. We can only assume they are all dead.
I met Ingrim, Born, Mayden, and Two and together we began to suss out what was really going on. Mayden identified a certain type of ink that was used on the flyers that were posted, which led us on a merry chase through the cogs.
The kromide ink had been made from a stolen shipment of kromide to a shop called the Bronze Cloth. From there Two was able to lead us to the thief, Devent the Lackey. Devent was less than… forthcoming with information. I spoke to him at length, finally getting the answers we sought, and then let him go. Ingrim was thoughtful, and asked for Devent’s ring of feather fall as a token of good will that we would let him go with his life, and that Devent would not act against us as we ventured to the thieves guild where he had delivered the kromide.
You can’t trust a thief. A few hours later, Ingrim and I were caught by Devent and a few of his friends. We conquered them of course. Mayden, Born, and Two had left to go return the ring to Devent, not thinking that it was a fair request.
We all ventured to the thieves guild together, and with some quick thinking and extremely skilled people. (Two is incredibly skilled for a scout!) and some very close calls we found our way to the secret thieves guild.
Two was invaluable. Not only was she able to get herself into see our contact, Nortlan Dawncatcher, she was able to negotiate more information, and another lead!
I worry about Mayden’s impulsiveness. She doesn’t do well with doing nothing, and frankly, when she gets an idea, she acts before thinking things through. I hope she can learn to speak then act and not vise versa.
Our contact in the thieves guild led us to the Fireside Quill, where Two, Born, and Mayden were able to find the name of the person who distributed the flyers. And once again we were on the move.
We stopped in at The Crazy Lords Rye and Hops, and waited for a dwarf bard. I stood watch at the back door when the drunken loon came in. I’ll leave the diplomacy to Two and Mayden.
After the dwarf left, we went and procured a room at an inn that catered to large creatures to discuss what we had learned from the dwarf. The news left me cold. The Baron East of house Cannith had met with Derrik, along with members of Houses Tarrn and Lantar, and I believe he is behind this plot. My mind is reeling with the possibilities. Secret forges, treason, kidnapping. None of them able to be proved, none of them that could be spoken of.
Ingrim called us a unit, and it fills me with pride to once again be functioning with a purpose. I spent the last 3 days researching the names of the dead with no luck. I can’t seem to find anything about whether the people who died/were kidnapped had any connection.
Mayden fortunately discovered that the Baron East’s trip here to see Derrik was unannounced, lasted only for a day, and the Baron left the next morning.
In the mean time we have been offered a job by Nortlan in the exchange of a favor, gold, treasure, and a sight. I am apprehensive, but willing to follow my commander as he leads.