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Day 3

Day 3 in Imperial Ward the 25 day of Thot, it is raining and the Cavalry has gone north. I have dreamt that I almost see a face in the myst but I don’t know whose face it is. My fellow adventurers also have had dreams they don’t quite understand.

We do understand it is time for breakfast. There are a few people in the pub already so we seat ourselves next to a likable gnome named Sulfar. He tells us that the humans are massing on the northern border, that Theodore is amassing huge quantities of metal, and that orcs are massing to the east, then he buys us breakfast.Trax insults an elf…the elf leaves. Krog engages in breakfast banter with another elf…this one has a sense of humour and stays. We have learnt much at breakfast and my mind and body wants to track something.. ahh the elf..I follow until something tells me it’s a waste of time and I rejoin the others. We decide after much debate to check out Theodore’s warehouse..on the way we capture an orc that can read who is apparently mapping the city. Hmmmm. After lots of torture he confirms what we suspected and we free him so we can get on with Theodore. While skulking down the alley next to the warehouse a cart pulls up and I notice it carries Theodore and Balkins favorite slave…. I guess he got his statue back after all.

Stib cant seem to break in to the warehouse so up on the roof he goes….meanwhile I manage to remove a pane of glass and open an office window…Stib returns and enters the open window while we stand guard. Sometime later he returns and tells us to go to the side door…we are rewarded with 5 mitral rods. I try to sell mine to Balkin….he throws me out his office….ingrate… I did notice his statue had been returned. Off to the bank we go …with the impending war I am sure we will never see it again. We go back to the prancing pony and a group of humans leave as we enter…. Of course I would like to follow them but we go to our room instead. We are greeted by a letter that claims harm to us all if we mention the charmed caravan… I still think the caravan is shipping Theodore’s metal to the enemy.

27th day…mages day, as the party begins it ends with a ragged elf screaming that the orcs ….100,000…are on their way here, he is let into the castle… we are not… I want to get in the castle…. comrades do not. We argue for a while about fighting on walls, checking out Theodore’s, running away, the usual…We decide to check out a weapons shop and argue on the way. The orcs are getting closer … If I am not well armed I might as well run into their midst naked.