Phandelver + Storm King and beyond

We'd gotten so much of one another's company, we were wine from a spigot once we'd gotten back to Waterdeep. The usual situating of accomodations and the like took an hour or so and then we were gone. We were fortunate not to run into anything on the road to Waterdeep, so we've all arrived in good health and better spirits.

I think I might be seeing the first little embers of a flame in my sister's eyes. I'll write more about that later, I'm sure.

Waterdeep as a whole is an enormous city, totally unlike Evereska in every imaginable way. The buildings are cobblestone, the streets are defined by their traffic of the day, and the sky has taken on a dingy color as it's become full of the smoke from furnaces that never stop. The city has a thrumming heart, nobles for days, and enough secrets between them to suit any novelist. I can't even imagine what the lords of Waterdeep do to exchange influence with one another, but it seems ridiculous.

Nundro is extremely chill, even for a dwarf. He took the bodies of his brothers from us and saw to their burial. Iva— Edric is made to look a fool again by a half-baked plan in a half-baking pan. (What?) With the letter concerning this 'black spider' and Wave Echo cave, Nundro wants to head back with us and delve into that sonuvabitch, recover his family's stuff and the like.

Another tenday on the road. Back the way we came. Woo… 

But before that, we've got some time to rest apart from one another for a damn day or two. Frankly, I want to see whether Dagge—- Quin, the Forgedawn girl — likes the little pastry shop below the hostel from a few months ago. She's got such a sweet tooth, so it's bewildering why she and

Rowan is missing.

Scratch that, Rowan is terrified and running away from everything at once.

Truelove please help this fucking girl steel her fucking nerves before something horrible happens thank you

What is an "Azmodean" tiefling? Apparently it's what Rowan isn't. It sounds gross, so of course it's not what Rowan is, because Rowan is gentle and pretty and friends with everyone. And also very fast. And kind of a bitch for running away for so long. The boys are out shopping, too, so we didn't even have Ivaric's help to find her. Nothing but raw Kiirnodel spirit and Forgedawn brutality. There's this gorgeous tiefling named Talia who's taken something of a liking to Rowan, so we're going to give her a hand with something and see if she knows anything further about Rowan. Onys says she had to beat up some dudes at the docks for Talia, and I'll bet she was grateful for the opportunity to have something to hit.

oh I guess she didn't actually hi

Edric, if you're reading this after we've been taken by the Thieves' Guild and fucking murdered or whatever, I want you to know that you might be a good kisser but you're a LOUSY PLANNER AND ALSO FUCK YOU FOR NOT BEING HERE???

I've developed something of a knack for taking prisoners. Talia revealed herself to be an agent of the Thieves' Guild, which was just wonderful news for Onys and myself with our gargantuan bounties. I think we'd plain forgotten about them in all the comfort of our journey west. We got hit with a fireball out of nowhere (RIP cart #2) and Talia did the whole billowing cape mastermind thing. We killed more of her people than I would've liked, but Onys and I managed to get her prisoner in time for Valorn to see to Quin's wounds.

Talia says the bounty on our heads originated from Tarish Finale, a lesser Lord of Waterdeep. Which means the entire ordeal is – surprise, surprise – my fault. Putting a bounty on my head makes a little sense, I did fuck his wife an' all, but on Onys'? That's got me in such a whitehot rage that I'm impressed this handwriting is legible and the quill hasn't burst through the page.

 

Original events of Waterdeep:

The heroes set out to pay Lord Tarish Finale a visit and end this charade, but along the way they were attacked by two people leading a group of ruffians still intent on getting the bounty on the heads of Onys and Erys.

A dwarf by the name of Duenor Greenhammer, a protege of Valorn and the son of a dwarf that Erys had been blamed for wronging in the past. He had devoted himself to Hoar and pledged vengeance on Erys and came very close to killing her.

And an Elven woman named Mia who had troubles with Onys in the past.

After a tense battle , one in which Mia ran away, Duenor saw the error of his ways on his deathbed and begged Valorn to take him to the Greenhammer family crypt for his final rest, and to inform his brother of that he was sorry and to please forgive him.

After the battle the party, angrier than ever, stormed to the mansion estate of Lord Tarish Finale.

They enacted a plan in which Quinys , while invisible, skulked about the mansion setting fires and in the chaos the rest of the group snuck around to the back and began a battle with Lord Tarish and his hired mercenary guards.

Tarish, however, quickly ran away with the aid of a dimension door spell.

Seeing their boss run away and a party of well-armed adventurers bearing down on them, most all of the mercenaries ran away and the party put out the fires and searched the mansion, discovering a corpse of a young woman, lots of logbooks and financial records hinting at fraud and corruption, and a basement full of female slaves chained up.

They pieced things together to find out that Lord Finale was involved in some sort of slavery ring.

The party decided to bring this to the local magistrate who brought it to Lady Silverhand.

The party was sent back to their Inn to recover and get cleaned up for a wagon that would come for them.

They did so and the wagon took them to meet Lady Silverhand and Lord Arunsun of Waterdeep, who thanked them for their service and granted named them Deputies of Waterdeep for their service and action.

The party returned to the inn.

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