The Dark Sun: Falling Star

A Rough Day for a Knight
Another day in the life...

Life is already a huge pain in the arse.

I work a night shift; thankfully, I convinced another to take the first half of my shift. I heard rumour of an auction I could ditch the damned paperwork through as well as, perhaps, gain a few useful items.

First meal was, dreadful. This is no surprise. The servants are more and more distracted as of late, but I do not have the time to discipline them properly. Too many things to do. All politeness, I dismiss them with an order to ensure the home is secure and safe. Still curious about the recent awakening, but she isn’t a prisoner… if she wants to wander, she will. Her duress though is, new. Perhaps I can force someone to take a shift and I’ll look into it myself.

Of course, I have to ensure the hell hound is fed. While loyal, it is a task I cannot trust the two with. Now, with a few free hours, I SHOULD, perhaps, get up to the investigation but I have no real leads. I also need something for status, so to the auction.

I come across a minor crime; it is handled swiftly enough, paperwork and all. Still, a delay that causes me to be late to the auction, but I was not going to ignore it. Nice and clean too. He was offered the standard fee for his corpse, to support his family, in the very likely outcome that he doesn’t make it through the system alive.

The auction held such opportunity. Too many people that knew me, too many items to buy, and a limited amount of patience and currency. While I am sure the treatise will fetch a reasonable price, I need to ensure I have enough to secure some future investments… as well as some past ones.

The stones were, fascinating. Versatile and damned amusing. I kept envisioning how they would be useful during patrol… I pray to Malar that someone flees the scene soon. Ohhh, the sound will be amazing.

Of course SHE arrived too. She must have heard I took half a night and decided to demonstrate her tyranny over me. I despise her; we all do though. She is powerful though, strong, and can dress the part when she wishes to. None of the crew is going to believe she can dress the lady.

She ruined the entire evening though. She took the rods, she humiliated me in the midst of the auction, and threatened to dock my pay. Someday her time will run out and she’ll be torn to shreds.

It took forever for the treatise to be sold, and not to who I thought would buy it. Doesn’t bother me any. I don’t care where it goes… sorta. Not sure how to handle that really, but not much I can do about it now. I am sure it will play out fine. If need be, I’ll go primal perhaps? I can give all this up, right? The Grand Inquisitor is a good man, but… yeah, maybe running with the pack is the best bet. Least I’ll die on my terms.

More chatter, small talk, pointless circular babble then pick up my shift. The odd Bailey Baroness was near my home. I really hate the Bailey’s; that isn’t right, I don’t hate them much more than anyone else I guess, but they are odd and creepy. She was just staring off and, I hear, talking her her familiar or bird or something.

Aaaaaaand, I’m ruined! The scroll is gone! My home was broken in while my servants slept and used my home as a damned whorehouse!! I’ll have to talk to the damned ambassador of Thay, explain myself, and … NOTHING goes right for long. WHY!? Who do I make pay for this?

Least its gone. Maybe the library has something….

She wouldn't be a Traugott if she didn't threaten to kill us...

In an unusual and highly efficient maneuver, our intrepid heroes came together to share the intel they had gained on Sir Florin, revealing a large number of interesting details: Florin is reported to have a favor owed him by a dragon, owns a hellhound, and seems to have the good will of several houses and factions, and the ill will of several more.

Florin was revealed to be a creature of habit, performing a nightly patrol which took him in a wide route around House Vesque. Still in need of several critical details such as where Florin lived, the team split up: Evelyn and Maxine’s raven performed a night-time stake-out, running into Florin and his hellhound in the street. The following day, Hugo and Maxine, now in the form of a dire wolf, tracked the hellhound to its residence, where a few more interesting details were revealed: Florin’s recent rise in wealth and status was apparently enough for him to afford a fortress-style dwelling with an imposing wooden front door hung with a silver door knocker in the shape of the Beast of Malar.

Our heroes met again to review intel and formulate a plan. However, no sooner had they laid these cards on the table did mutual mistrust and petty grievances set in. Chief among these issues was the question of why this would-be team should even bother working together. It took several heart-to hearts among the party and a visit from a grumpy but honest imp (their new employer’s familiar) to get hackles lowered and the team ready to progress once more.

The First Meeting
Year 310 of the Tyrant Lord, Month 3, Day 2

From the viewpoint of Director Hugo, Baron of Kirksten.

I was invited by Lady Evelyn, Baroness of Traugott to a dinner at The River Styx in House Traugott. I could not refuse such an honor. The only inconvenience was the hour’s notice, when I had eaten a light dinner an hour ago at my desk.

Two other guests were there when I arrived. They were Lady Tegwen, Baroness of Bailey, who appeared to be extremely grounded for a Bailey, and Ambassador Savith, who appears to have much confidence in his station and protectors.

Arriving on Traugott time were Dame Maxine, Knight of Bailey, and the Lady Evelyn. They entered together, although the Dame had been standing outside the door for some time. She appeared skittish for much of the night and appeared to mistake my pleasantries for something else. Others responded to my Inquisitor’s uniform throughout the night, as is proper.

The steak was cooked impeccably, although not to everyone’s taste. The Dame hardly touched hers. During the second course, another round of wine was served— and so were we. The servants were dismissed and we were told that we all had something in common. Lady Evelyn made some remarks about my Lady Freida’s trial and my armor having some holes in it. I don’t think that any of the others understood the comment. She spoke with Lady Tegwen about visions, but I could not get any meaning. She spoke to the Ambassador about how the unknown can be dangerous. The gist of it was an unknown magic, which I assume must be unusual. For Dame Maxine, the Lady just raised an eyebrow, and a raven appeared on the Dame’s shoulder, though that was her skittishness speaking. For all the implied familiarity, the Dame did not appear to be comfortable in the presence of Lady Evelyn.

Our hostess opened a letter, then showed us. It read that Sir Florin of Vesque was a possessor of demonic materials and with an unforgiveable debt of 5,000 gold. Obviously, it would have been difficult for a knight to have acquired such a debt, but it appeared to be the more relevant of the two charges. There was a symbol at the bottom of the page that I did not recognize. Our benefactor wanted us to deal with him outside of official channels.

At that point, something went wrong, as it often does around a Bailey. Darkness covered three of the murderholes built into the walls and someone tripped. I sent Malar’s Welcoming Claw through one of them, taking out a piece of the masonry. The darkness was not a shadow, as I had originally thought, but instead magical darkness, and I believe that I missed.

To my surprise, Lady Evelyn did not appear panicked, so I did not follow up with my lesson to the spy, but instead followed the Lady. I did not see the spy, a female who spoke drow, but my assumption was that they were working together, although neither the Baroness or the spy thought it proper that they join us openly at the table.

The instincts of my companions were interesting. The Ambassador went into a defensive position in the corner, guarding against the intruder and all of us. The druid turned into a spider and hid under the table. Lady Tegwen sat serene through it all. Not one of them made any apparent effort to apprehend the intruder. I say “apparent” because you can never tell around a Bailey.

The Ambassador shared information about Sir Florin. He is a blackguard of little note and likes gambling. They had met at a House Vesque “social engagement”. I suspect this was an illicit meeting or one that dealt with necromancy and house secrets, because when I asked what kind of engagement he appeared to become hostile. There was a deeper truth there, and I am surprised that Lady Evelyn did not try to have it out of him. Instead, she added that she knew that he frequented the gambling halls in House Bailey.

We agreed to meet in two days to compare information.

I am returning to the Inquisition, though whether I will start my search there, at the gambling halls of Bailey, or the drinking establishments of Vesque I am not sure. This whole affair seems to be a gift, Praise Malar. Even with the learning curve of being a new director, I am a month ahead of my official duties and am generating more than half of my leads myself. I need more hunts.

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