Journal of Rollo Lavius 2

Entry #319 - The Night Parade

(G319 24/06/2017 via Roll20 - AP, JF(GM), MJ, HK) WA7

DAY 292 (27th Nightal)(December) cont ...

Our story about the adventures of Fenrir and Arahel in Westgate continues with the introduction of another character - a sailor by the name of Fylker ibn Fahrad of Amn.

His ship arrived in Westgate around noon of this day and deciding that this city was as good a place as any to lie low for a while (he had very good reasons for leaving Amn!) he headed into a nearby tavern to lubricate his dry throat and look for work.

As luck would have it he bumped into Shady Doug (you may remember this was one of Harvel's contacts who also gave Fenrir a solid gold racing tip).

Shady Doug eyed up Fylker and deduced he was a pretty handy sort of fellow and said to him,

'You could go and ask at the cottage on Rose Street. The guy is called Fenrir and his wee pal is called Arahel. They hired my old chum Harvel so maybe they would hire you too.'

Fylker finished his drink and headed up there, arriving at the cottage while Fenrir and Arahel were finishing lunch.

When he answered the door Fenrir saw a young man in his late twenties, he wore light armour over a well muscled body and wore a falchion at his belt. Fenrir invited him in and they discussed the terms of his hiring.

After about an hour of chat Fenrir felt confident Fylker was on the level and a fairly competent swordsman.

Since Fenrir had plans to hunt out the Night Parade they all decided to hit the magic shop first

(Gondeth's Mageries) to stock up on potions and the like.

This also prompted the following conversation:

'You have a magic bedroll right?' asked Fenrir pointing to one on a shelf.

'No.'

'Why not?'

'They just make you sleep better right? For five hundred gold that's not much benefit. I always sleep well enough.'

'No way! You need it. It is like the Endure Elements spell every night and if you've been injured in a fight then you feel much more healed in the morning.'

'Nah...'

'Listen, I don't want to make a big deal out of this, but buy the bed roll or we part ways right here and now.'

'Err... well, ok then. If it means that much to you!'

After they had finished all their shopping they went directly to the house on Fish Street. Initially it was hard to find as (they found this out later) a member of the Night Parade called Deldana could generate a confusion aura around the building to make weak minded people unable to see it.

Needless to say, they did not find it immediately and it took Arahel to point it out to the other two.

At the entrance they found one main door and two side doors. They opted for the right hand side door to start with.

As he entered Fylker was spotted by Rodor of the Night Parade who started to sing a magical song that fascinated

the tough (but weak willed) warrior. Fylker, a dervish, started to whirl around and around, dancing to the song.

Fenrir, trying to take the peaceful option, turned his charm onto Rodor (who appeared as a hooded man) who then ran away to a door in the corner and left the room.

Fylker came to his senses and they followed after Rodor. Along the next corridor of this strange and sinister house the met another member of the Night Parade. This nightmare of a man had no lips or eyes and his teeth were constantly chattering. Fenrir tried to talk to him though and he pointed them to another door and corridor.