The Rehersals went well, but shortly before we were to be called on stage, we receaved a message to speak to the great Caelthalsur Tyrvalsa himself! I have no idea why this famed man wishes to speak to us, but we went with much haste. The Archmage seamed reasonable enough, He spread storys about his adventureing days, revealing to us that he was in fact the one who rescued our friend Bach, and placed him in care of the Grimhilts. Things were going well, untill we mentioned that he had come in contact with a robotic lifeform known to him as “Joshua.” Upon hearing this, the Archmage almost fliped the table itself. He called the meeting off, and immediately left to investigate our clams.
Feeling a bit off….we went back to the Nightshade to perform, hoping the play might take our minds off the political machinations we have just put into motion……
The Play was a disaster! While people spoke there lines with clarity…the play called for some Larger-then-life elements, not the least of witch was a “Fluke” that we all attempted to cut out of each of us in turn. All went well untill the Monk, played by Varken, begain to have trubble. We dived on him in an attempt to save him, but (Allthought we got the fluke our) the stabbing of three sets of knifes into Varkens chest was far too much for the young mage to handle, and he died of blood loss.
“The show must go on”, insisted the director, who said that the plays take would be more then enough to resurrect the mage. Bach left in disgust. The rest of our comanions went forward, with the two missing actors played by illusions. We overcame many challages, but were untimly felled when two “devils” (in Truth, captured troll skellatons) appeared as the final challage, and felled who remained.
Once the party lay dead and dieing at there feet, the trolls turned on the audience, causing a mass panic. It was around this point that My Master Kern left the Nightshade, with Varkens body in tow, and headed up to the high belltower, at the Universal Academy of Magic that we were staying at. There, he prepaired a fire…in order to cremate Varkens body.
The rest of the party (Whom at this point was just Born, as Ash had been left with a blacksmith to “Repair” his metal body) came up to the belltower some hours later…with two new bodys in tow…a young lady in plate armor, and a short goblin man dressed like a merchent. There was a short exchange of words, but the body was lit…creating a huge fire. The goblin approached the fire, to warm his hands, and in responce, Kern grabbed the man, and threw him out the window.
The goblin tumbled far to hit the ground…the impact nearly killing him. We saw the goblin, a scowl across his face, go to his cart to drink his many potions, and gather his dogs. Born spoke to Kern, and tried to calm him down before the inevitable fight. It worked…somewhat. Just when Born has calmed Kern down, a pair of hairless dogs burst into the bell-tower, fallowed shortly after by there master shooting a blowgun dart at my master, knocking him out. A battle ensured. Weapons were bloddyed, bombs were lobbed, untill Kerns dear, glowing with unholy magic, summoned forth an evil deamon, a Succubus. Witch seamed to take a likeing to the most evil, and chaotic thing it saw…the goblin merchent. It seamed to seduce him with but a wink. Then, she transformed into the ideal image of a female goblin, and walked the now-domanated Hagmar down the steps, before haveing her way with him.
The party, after the fairly-exciteing day, decided it was time for a rest.