Session 5 - Viter

''Huzzah! Adventure hath been had!''

Picture this. A grinning devil, drips of saliva and bits and pieces of something pooling out its mouth ready to chomp down on this wickedly wizardous gnome. But alas! This creature was nothing to a hero and Viter’s Acolytes (name pending approval)!

I don’t even remember how it happened. I think I blacked out in my heroic fury and took down the bastard and his friend. I came to by valiantly piercing one through what I assume to be its heart. It felt good. Real good.

I think Ember and Ivasar did something, too.

Returning triumphant in our quest, we brought the invaluable grain to the needy and destitute of this land. And ''oh ho, HO! Did we learn some juicy tidbits of information afterwards.''

An older elven woman emerged from the crowd. Commoners came up to greet her and exchange pleasantries. She did a little bit of magical healing as well, caring for the sick. It wasn’t like any magical healing that I had seen before, but none the less I’m sure it was somewhat effective.

Turns out she was super important. We’re talking “The Great Merkel Urkel of Merkansas” important. Need I say more?

I thought it best as the leader of this party to play a backseat role during the conversations. Admittedly, some of it was out of my area of expertise, but I’m sure if I spent a few minutes to learn about what they were talking about it would all make sense. I chose not to. But that was my choice. I stand by it.

Ember and Ivasar had her talking real good, and before she knew it – ''bam! –'' she produced a beautiful item in her hand. She claimed it was purified delirium!

But after a few minutes of conversation and anyone can see it was a… how do the Tiefling’s say it? Ah, yes, a fugazzi. She was clearly trying to sell more copies of her self-published book, The First Testament of the Fallen Fire. Now I’m all for entrepreneurship, but come on, how can all these people be falling for this? I guess anyone can be a mark.

It formed a new religion I think. Or at least something close to one. What’s the word for a small new subset of beliefs based on nonsense? I can’t recall…

Afterwards we took ourselves to Emberwood Village. I remembered my very good friend by the name of Chaching worked out of there and set out to meet her. That rascally feathered merchant is always on the up-and-up!

But this is where things got even juicier.

After talking with Alderman John, whom Ember managed to insult by implying they were stupid, we got to learning that the kids in this area are all off their rocker!

Some of ‘em are acting like chickens. Some like dogs. Every couple weeks – bam! Another kid, another animal. I’m sure there’s some big hoax going on, but apparently the nearby Edermine Manor might have something to do with it…

Also I’m pretty sure Nessa is into me. I mean, who wouldn’t be attracted to a hero!