If my latest adventures are expanding my world a lot, it sure feels smaller by the minute since the events of today.
If these letters make it to you in the order I sent them, the last thing you read would be about the feast Jarlax was throwing in our honor at the Fatespinner’s Inn. Well, Brother, I should have listened to Harask, pack my stuff and just leave.
When we arrived at the Inn, Jarlax and his men were already quite drunk. I refused to eat anything now that I knew what kind of meat the innkeeper was buying… When he noticed it, he brought my friend and I bowls of “the good stuff” so we could eat without raising suspicion.
So we ate and we drank, Jarlax gave us a present in the form of a dog collar. I am so glad Harask was not there, he would not have appreciated the jest… neither did I but what was I to do?
Then all went black. I woke up the next morning, naked, in the middle of the woods with a bunch of the guards that came with Jarlax. Alvito, Mave and Gordo woke up in a farm a little bit closer to the village. I do not know what happened that night exactly, and it’s probably better that way. We walked back to the Village, got dressed and went back to the Inn to find out that all of our stuff was still there, just lying on the floor…
In one of the room we found Aleb hanging by the neck and his daughter… Brother, what they did to his daughter is unspeakable. Both were dead, Aleb probably by his own hand, not able to cope with what happened to his daughter.
Jarlax had left with the bugbear, cleaving two of his men in half in his escape. We learned later that we had been cursed by Valoic, the Wind of the North, because it turned out Aleb had served us one of the guard as a punishment for what they did to his daughter and cannibalism apparently makes you turn into an animal at night… Or a kind of half-animal, half-human creature… Let’s just say Harask was not too keen on hanging out with us after dark.
Alvito said we have to “right” the injustice to reverse the curse, so we set out to follow Jarlax and his men to bring justice to them for what they did to Aleb’s daughter. During the next couple of nights we were attacked by powerful and weird creatures, asking us to join them or die. We defeated them twice, Mave turned into a fox and got killed in the second fight and, for some reason, was brought back to life, the curse seemingly gone.
That morning we got apprehended by a regiment of Next Town guards. The bailiff brought us in jail for the night, just to be sure we would not turn and try to kill them all. I can’t say I blame him. Gordo was able to hide and avoid spending the night in jail while Harask welcomed the warm bed and slept through it all.
I was in a cell with the sheriff of Nextown, who they knew was turning into a wolf at night. Well we both turned that night, but not into wolves, more into a half-wolf form. While talking to him that night, I realized he had a lot to do with what happened to Aleb’s daughter, and was eager to do it again to someone else. Alvito, overhearing our conversation, suggested it might be a good time to try and bring justice upon someone who had done wrong.
So I did.
My first arrow was for Aleb’s daughter, wich is probably why it hit so hard and true. I thought I had killed him but he was a more formidable foe than I expected. I gave a good fight, but I would not be alive if it were not for Alvito who was able to disappear from his cell and reappear next to mine and heal me or Mave that was able to strike the final blow by throwing his javelin through two sets of bars!
Once the sheriff died, we could feel the curse being lifted. It transformed my bracers, Mave’s javelin, Alvito’s windrose and Gordo’s armor, but it seems like we are no longer cursed.
After the battle, the guards restrained Alvito and brought him in the town square to hang him. They blame the Believers for the whole “people turning into wild animals” thing. After they left, Gordo was able to make his way in and get all of us out of there. We made it to the town square thinking we would try to save Alvito, but when they got the rope around his neck, Gordo pointed out how composed and serene he was. Since we saw him disappear and reappear as he wished earlier that day, we figured he might just be able to get out of there by himself and we decided to wait and see what would happen.
Sure enough, he turned into an Owl and just left! We followed him out of the city and he came to us in owl form. When we said we would go North, he just flew due North himself and we haven’t seen him after that.
On our way we came upon a boat on the river, merchants from the East. They make a fortune by selling rare items and magical weapons to competing warlords. They have some very interesting things for sale and we are now trying to decide what we should buy with our limited resources.
We are safe, for now.
I said adventuring with those guys seemed like an interesting idea, well now it’s the only choice I have. I doubt Jarlax will forgive my escape anytime soon and he probably sent people after us when he noticed we were gone. I can’t say I am not happy to finally be free of the warlord, I should have left the ranks a long time ago.
Let’s just hope we will be ready for them when they catch up with us…