Vorloi, Torenescu and Radu

Feldard greeted the Tribune with a grunt. “No luck yet in finding Skevlos. Saeth and I will be checking the docks shortly but I’d like another look at the tunnels first” He says it as a statement not a question. Then noting what the Tribune is doing, he’ll peer at the map as well. He [...]

A New Day

A new day dawned in Specularum, and breakfast was being served in the Blue Water Inn. Saeth, Feldard, Miklos, Nicolai and Maruc gathered once again in the inn’s main room.
Saeth was certain that this unfinished tunnel formed the key to the mystery. In between bites of egg, she insisted, “I can’t believe their plan was [...]

Pieces of the Puzzle

Ordering an ale from the barkeep, Feldard questioned the man further. “Know you then where the dockworkers find their nightly relaxation?”
“Well, there are a number of establishments near the docks. Let’s see there’s The Hand & Dagger, The Sailor’s Tap Room, The Mirror Bay Mead House, The Salty Sea Dog and Barnacle Bill’s. Might be [...]

Tavern Talk

Maruc had followed the others fairly absentmindedly. The prayer he ha said over the crumbling masonery in the tunnel had left him thougthful. Keen to follow the dwarf Maruc placed faith in his forthright manner. Feldard seemed to cope with the situation more readily than the others. they seemed more self possessed.
In the Inn Marcuc [...]

Rattlebone Inn

Feldard eyed the butcher Turano skeptically as the group watched the Tribune question the butcher. From time to time, they threw in a few questions of their own.
They learned that Skevlos had been renting from Turano for about a year. He had occasional visitors, but they never made any noise or caused any trouble. Neither [...]

Unanswered Questions

“You look deep in thought my dwarven friend I myself can’t help thinking that there must be some connection that we are missing between these houses. Or those who live therein.”
“I for one think that the least attractive entrance would prove the most fruitful. I’d lay a claim that the exit to the Inn would [...]

The Guest House

Saeth leapt to the top of the stack of beams, and unrolled the parchment, seeking some hint within about this scheme. It was a map of this area of the city. The Old Quarter. Several buildings were marked with an X.
“Is there anything of note there Mistress Saeth?” Miklos enquired. The Tribune joined the two [...]

Further Investigation

Damn, thought Nicolai. So she was a Vorloi. That meant, according to the hearsay floating around the Nest, that the Veiled Society could be Torenescu or Radu. Whatever way this pans out it is going to be nasty.
Miklos began to speak. He had to tell this man about the evidence he had found, but before [...]

Sorting It Out

Too late to run, nowhere to hide. Nicolai places his sword on the floor.
Feldard too complied to the guardsmans order. He lowered his axe slowly to the floor and held out his hands to the side to show he had no other weapons at hand. He didn’t offer explanation or speak out other than [...]

Drop Your Weapons On The Floor!

“I think that’s the sound of the… Shining Halav”–the name of the diety came awkwardly to Saeth’s tongue–“suggesting that we quickly go with the dwarf’s plan.”
From the sound of it, there were too many coming through the tunnel to fight, even with the advantages granted by the close confines. Nor would there be any way [...]