Faromir

The Flesh Trade

In his last visit to Tusks, Dolos struck a deal with Ta’Keesh, he would get some of his women back who had been stolen, and owe the cat a ‘favor’ in the future, in return the cat would tell him everything he knew of “The Revenant”

A local crime-lord and racketeer named Dulgat Teventi, is growing ever bolder and braver, he’s honing in on other peoples ‘turf’ and making many enemies quickly. Specifically he had his men seize one of Ta’Keesh’s bawdy-houses and shut it down, much to the shock of any that heard about it. Dulgat then paid the local city guards to jail them and is demanding an absurd payment or he will have them killed. The cat is not interested in paying an obscene price for his own property, he just wants his ladies back, but in the interest of cooperation, he tried to strike a more reasonable deal with Dulgat Teventi but no dice. So now Ta’Keesh goes to war, quietly. The opening shot is to get his women back from the west quarter guards jail, he does not want the teventi using them against him. He explained to Dolos that in this venture, coin will likely work best, but nobody will notice a few dead jailers in the west quarter and in his usual hands-off approach, simply left the execution of the plan up to the Tiefling.

After linking up with Harlen and Laphantus, the trio made their way to the jail after dark. Despite some failed attempts at intrigue, the party managed to managed to convince the desk Sargent to take a sizable sum of money and flee the city with his family, as the Teventi have no reach beyond darwash.

Taking the women through town, the trio was set upon by Teventi thugs that had been watching them. Through intimidation and persuasion it looked like a fight would be avoided, however at that moment Derrick Bonesteel and several house Banwell guards appeared. It became apparent that Turian and Teventi had a beef as much as (if not more) than Ta’keesh and Teventi. A lopsided slaughter broke out, with the Banwell men and ravens easily eliminating the Teventi thugs.

Derrick had heard some ravens were working for Ta’Keesh, but was shocked to find the group that was working was some of the ravens ‘top crop’. He told them to come to him for some ‘less-than-legal’ work to them in the future.

Upon returning to the Inn, Teek confronted the party, and was visibly concerned for the well being of not only the party, but the whole of the ravens. It would seem other ravens had been getting involved in the underworld out of boredom as well.

Party
Harlan Ilewhen
Dolos

Allies
Laphantus

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Rejected Advances

The party had ventured to Tusks Tavern, where they ran into Niona who vouched for their charecter to Tusk.

Tusk confided in the party that he needed assistance with a small, but important, matter. His barmaid Anita had not shown up for work, and he wanted someone to venture to check on her.

Harlen, who had developed a mistrust of everyone in Tusks, decided he was done with the mess, and ventured back to The Uneven Weasel. Dolos however, agreed to check on Anita.

After moving through town to the slums district, he was able to locate Anita’s house, and made entry only to find her sick from drink. Someone had cursed her so that anything she drank turned to alcohol and she was slowly dieing. Dolos carried her back to The Uneven Weasel to have grennon cure her, and she then gave him the name of a well off wizard Razgad and his address. He had apparently tried to have his way with Anita, and cursed her.

With everything sorted, the party escorted Anita back to tusks before venturing onto their next adventure.

Party
Dolos

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The Hammer of Justice
Random Encounter

The pair was heading through town, walking through a busy square, when they heard the cries of a woman. As they tried to determine what was happening, a young tiefling woman sprinted out of the scattering crowd, and hid behind Dolos and Harlen, begging them for aid.

She was being pursued by a Justicar, a paladin from a rouge highrock law enforcement agency known as The Tribunal. He demanded the party turn over the Tiefling, for various minor crimes she adamantly denied (though a few she admitted to) most of which were theft. The Justicar indicated her punishment would be immediate, and that if the party did not stand aside they would join her in it.

Neither Harlen nor Dolos seemed keen on letting the Justicar hammer the tiefling, but twas Dolos who drew steel first and launched himself at the paladin.

A lenghtly fight in the square took place, with hundreds of people, guards included, watching from a safe distance, not wanting to get involved. Eventually, the two would slay the Justicar, and then strip him naked and flee with the tiefling.

Later that day, Derrick would chastise the two for their lack of discretion, and warn them that paying to cover up the murder of a justicar in a city street was not cheap, and demanded they keep their squabbles out of the town squares.

The tiefling ended up being Niona Silverbreeze who would put in a good word for the Ravens in the highrock thieves guild

Party
Dolos
Harlan Ilewhen

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Drugs or Thugs

After some discussion with Derrick, our pair decided to venture to the hidden tavern known as Tusks.

After locating the place, and gaining entry, the pair met with several prominant figures in the locale, one of whom was Ta’Keesh a local drug lord and criminal.

Ta’Keesh needed someone to deal with some Teventi thugs who had been harassing local businesses that purchase bomani from him. While he is not particularly interested in the well-being of the patrons, the Teventi thugs are not letting his men sell their stuff in those areas. He offered to pay the party to deal with the thugs.

Dolos and Harlen brought a young drow named Izzen Do’Arth along with them, and the trio made their way through the sewers of Darwash with Izzen at the lead.

After locating the house, and waiting for night, the group enacted their plan, sneaking into the building before attacking and eliminating various thugs in the downstairs room.

An accord was struck with the remaining thugs who tried to baricade themselves upstairs, and the party discovered the thugs also had stockpiled stolen bomani barrels in the basement. After returning to Tusks, the party was rewarded and went their separate ways.

Party
Dolos
Harlan Ilewhen

Allies
Izzen Do’Arth

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Hero of the People part 2

Screams come from deeper inside the castle, and the sounds of people being tortured. deeper inside the depths of the old castle.

The party ventured into the lower ruins, finding an elaborate, but dilapidated, jail. The cells were filled with various spirits of peasants and servants, whom the mad baron was apparently eternally torturing down here.

After a fight with a ghostly jailer, the party located the main torturer room and the spirit of the baron within. Working together they slew him, and with him the evil energy that was holding the other spirits captive.

They returned to Darwash for a sizable reward.

Party
Dolos
Din Frostfire
Fin
Harlan Ilewhen

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Hero of the People Part 1

Darmok Edric an incredibly powerful fighter and local highrock figure, had quietly requested the ravens send a party to his mansion after dark for a secret meeting. He offered to pay them an incredible sum of money if they complete a quest but allow him to claim credit for it.

After determining he was a fraud, the party was able to extort an even greater reward out of him by agreeing to go to to The Ruins of Castle Lorath on his behalf and cleanse the place of whatever evil had befallen it.

The party found the Castle, and upon entering, discovered ragged old skeletons apparently at odds with other, equally ragged old skeletons, being led by a variety of ghosts. After clearing several of them out, and bypassing a large group, the party found an entrance into a deeper part of the castle.

Party
Dolos
Din Frostfire
Fin
Harlan Ilewhen

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Act 2, Chapter 2: Epilogue
Location Change

The band moved at a somber pace, surrounded and intermingled with refugee’s The Ravens found travel to be difficult and slow.

While the initial exodus from the immediate area of the fortress had been expeditious, once out of the danger area, the less disciplined refugees lacked the fortitude to hammer onward as the ravens typical pace would go.

So the throng trudged on, frequent breaks and rests would make the long road to Darwash that much longer. Though the trip itself was uneventful, the arrival to the city walls was met with alarm and unwarrented anger.

The Darwash guards would initially not let either the refugee’s or the ravens into the city, forcing them to encamp outside. Over the course of several days, the guards laxed their enforcement, and choice members were allowed into the city walls. Though the Ravens lobbied on their behalf, the already overcrowded city simply did not have the space for 400+ homeless, instead the city tried to get the ravens to take them further west to Castle Corinth. Most of the refugee’s would not go, resulting in an odd stalemate between the city and the commoners.

The Ravens would spend three or so weeks here, doing odd jobs in the city for spare coin while trying to help the refugees. The Turian Emporium specifically was excited to have the ravens nearby, and an accord was struck with ravens providing limited caravan escort in exchange for Turian providing ‘rides’ to Corinth and other cities on his caravans for the refugees.

Slowly the refugee crisis was sorted out, with most moving on with the caravans, some who had tradeskills being allowed to stay in Darwash, and even a handful signing on with the Ravens as fighters, swelling the bands growing ranks even further. Eventually the refugees were all but settled, and Turian himself had offered to put the entirety of the Ravens up in various Inn’s for a short respite (the inn’s undoubtedly owned or owed by/to him in someway).

Rin and decided to take Turian up on the offer, and the band settled on spending a week or so in Darwash before moving on to new adventures.

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Of Drow and Dragons

After helping the Ravens make camp at Darwash, the party decided to finally deliver on their promise of retuning Bree to Zemross.

After journeying for several days back to Azrune, and being waylaid by the war that had developed between Azrune and Highrock, the party finally arrived at the mouth of Zemross’s lair.

Upon entering, the party woke Zemross, and Din entered the magegate to retrieve Bree

Despite unsuccessfully trying to have Typhus kill Din, Bree was returned mostly unscathed to to the old dragon, much to his delight.

After a short reunion, the old dragon gave the party several random piles of gold, which they pooled and split evenly, and also gave them access to his horde to retrieve 2 magical items (players are allowed to pick items from core books, or come up with an idea of their own. Pending DM approval via email, they can ‘get’ these items from zemross)

Bree then attempted to have zemross skin the party, which he found amusing, but declined. Then offered the party use of his army of Fire Goblin minons, saying they taste better when peeled.

The players made note of the offer of use of his army, took their rewards, and left for Darwash.

Party
Dolos
Din Frostfire
Fin
Harlan Ilewhen

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The Wilting Rose, Finale

After turning in the evidence to the Templars, the ravens began to silently and subtly pull up stakes.

All around them ravens continued their everyday tasks, while also packing and readying themselves to leave.

Teek was busy rallying refugees and trying to keep everyone calm as the mass exodus took shape. Rin instructed the party to assist in breaking camp and helping get the refugees in order to leave.

As the party ventured to assist, they were approached by a 1st company Templar with an unexpected offer, a meeting with the bishop himself.

As if there was not enough turmoil and indecision the party was again thrust into a frenzy of what to do, the ravens were already pulling up camp, in mere moments they would be leaving. Teek seeing the problem, interjected herself in an attempt to assist the party, but it was in vain, the 1st company Templar was as single-minded as a drone.

The party agreed to meet the bishop, much to Teek’s shock, her friends were leaving?! She attempted to persuade them but to no avail, she nodded and left them to their course.

Harlan quickly scribed a message to the ravens, telling them not to wait, and that they went as independents, not ravens. He quickly passed it off to a passing ravens paladin who was shocked at the content, and took it straight to Rin.

Rin upon reading the message, found himself overcome with a mixture of rage and grief, they were going to fight, he knew it… Damnit all!… He watched them disappear into the keep, fearing this was the last he would see of them. “Goddess keep you friends…” He softly murmured as the camp around him pulled up stakes and started moving. For a half second he considered attacking, headlong… No, it’s not what they would want….

As the party was escorted into the depths of the fortress, it was clear the lower levels had been converted into some strange gilded hall of reverence, the 1st company Templars here were different, better trained and equipped, with updated armor and weapons. An errant auxilia brushed into Dolos “Don’t fight him around his guards…” he whispered.

As the party entered into the small former chapel of the Goddess turned shrine to the God Emperor, they finally met the Lord Bishop Iu’lian

Charming and welcoming at first, his demeanor quickly devolved into one of heavily dripped ridicule, by this point he had what he wanted, or so he thought. He offered the ravens the chance to work for him… or… freedom to leave?

He seemed entirely sure of his position in his scheme, it was becoming clear as the conversation wore on that his intentions were not noble nor honorable, but the events set in motion by himself, the ravens, and the high captain, were all but unchangeable at this point. The party waivered, join him? Never… thought some… maybe thought others.

The bishop’s eyes wandered to Dolos, who’s stoic face, clenched jaw, and tight grip on his rapier gave him pause. Would he? Here? Surely not, none of them would survive! But…. he was trapped, an oversight? Maybe… No… No he had this figured out to the stones they stood upon, there would be no fight he told himself, but the hatred in Dolos’s eyes said different… Though he did not show it, he shifted nervously in his armor, maybe 2 guards were not enough…. Would they throw their lives away just to kill him?

The party deliberated over joining, then finally opted to leave peacefully. The bishop stuck true to his word, he had nothing to gain from wasting efforts on a 3rd party, let them go.

As the Ravens made their way out of the keep, and out of the courtyard, the 3rd company Templars, who had witness the camp pulling up stakes and leaving, were staring at them in confusion, what was happening? Were they fighting or not? Finn made a telepathic message to Sgt. Laphantus on the way out, letting him know they were not aligned with the Bishop, and that the ravens meant them no harm.

Laphantus sighed, they were alone. He had hoped the Ravens would join them, but… such is the river of fate…. He chuckled a bit, then mentally replied as the link slowy faded. “I know” he said. “This is not your fight.”

As the party caught up to the fleeing ravens and refugees, Rin and Teek were overjoyed to see their return. As they looked back over their shoulders, over the heads of hundreds of slaves and commoners that followed them, the shrinking visage of Windshire faded into the distance.

End of chapter 2

Party
Harlan Ilewhen
Dolos
Din Frostfire
Fin

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The Wilting Rose Part 2

Unsure of what to do, and having potentially sworn the Ravens into a ancient internal conflict. The party reached out to Rin and Teek for guidance.

After covering the evidence in the cart, and sweeping the party into his tent, Rin, Teek, Varion and the party sat and conversed about what the band should do next.

The group deliberated, what to do? The fortress was sure to erupt into infighting within the week, this much everyone agreed on. But to take a side? Leave? Deliver the evidence? Withhold it? The group deliberated back and forth. Rin asked for input, his sister, his trusted friend, and some of his best adventurers, but even he himself was unsure of what to commit the band to.

Rin began to lean to simply pulling stakes and ejecting themselves from the brewing turmoil, nothing was holding them here save for an unsigned oath in a dark room to an order nobody remembered existed, was it worth dying over? He had to make a call, he knew this, but to ignore wise counsel would be folly.

Teek grew ever fearful of the thought of abandoning hundreds of women, children, slaves, and ‘lesser races’, whom they had just rescued from Drow no less, to the whims of whoever won out the conflict, not to mention the collateral damage of 3 super-human companies of men doing battle in the middle of a camp full of children. Is her own brother really this heartless?

Dolos found himself lost in his own mind, what to do? Honor said fight.. but… While the discussion raged around him, Dolos raged against himself, should he say to hell with ravens? Would he survive the battle on his own? Surely some would follow him? Could he lead an army? What of success, what would become of him? What of defeat? Would anyone remember him?

Verion, in his usual unattached and unemotional way, simply tried to point out alternatives, why must everyone see things in black and white? Surely there is another way, we must simply ferret it out!

Harlen struggled with the whole situation, stay? Go? Honor? Survival? why didn’t Rin make the call?! Why ask them?! Unable to stay silent he argued with Rin amongst the whirlwind of indecision in the tent, demanding the leader make the call, demanding action, any action, if no one else would force the issue, then he would.

Din fumed, seething and roiling, her inner rage threatening to boil over, is this what they came here for? To make promises and break them? To abandon friends and compatriots? What is the point in being ‘good’ if this is what it gets you? Why hide her talents? Why try to restrain herself? She saw the pain in Dolos’s face, the anger in Harlen’s. For the first time in her life, her mind suddenly took a very dark turn…. She could fix this…. All of this… Everything… the chaos of the world could be rectified in a shambling pestilent tidal wave of death… it was so simple…. at every turn in her mind, death was the ultimate answer, Is this what the old cult realized? People would revile her! Perhaps….. but… she could save them from themselves, in death, there would be order, in order there would be peace……. absolute…. and eternal…peace…

Finn found the conversation interesting, what a mess they had gotten themselves into. He chuckled under his breath as he watched the banter in the room unfold. Why was this such a decision? Stay or go, pick one, it mattered not, things would play out as they do, life would happen as it always does and in ways none of them could account for. The angst in his compatriots was palpable, almost nauseating, the outcome really would not bother him in the slightest, did they think it did? Harlen kept pushing him, and Rin, why? Was Rin really this indecisive? The weakness to act? Or the wisdom to listen? Hmmm… As if the input of a single Bard would stop or change the lock-step march of history. So he sat, arms folded, and smiled, while the world around him rolled on.

Finnally, Rin made the call.

The Ravens would leave, quietly, so as not to arise suspicion. But to appease teek, they would bring the refugees with them, and would sort out what to do with them later.

Rin ordered Teek to make preparations to abandon camp, and instructed the Party to deliver the evidence and prepare to depart. Everyone needed to keep quiet, they would simply leave, no questions answered, not explanations given.

Party
Dolos
Din Frostfire
Fin
Harlan Ilewhen

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