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Session 14: Stacking the Deck
With the skull card drawn, Valindra encircled her allies in a protective ward and made hasty exit through the portal. The party was left to deal with the undead menace. They would not do so alone, however, as Tyro Jimmel chose to stand with them.

It was a bloodbath. Jimmel fell first; his spirit releasing in anger as a new wraith. William suffered greatly at the hands of the creatures. His fightin style was unaccustomed to dealing with apparitions. Before long, he struggled to stand and succumbed to the necrotic energy warping his soul. He, too, would rise again as a wraith.

Ebaark, on the other hand, appeared to take great joy in the battle. His valor kept the wraiths at bay while he unleashed furious retribution upon them. More often than not, his morningstar connected. As the miniutes continued on, his smile began to fade. No matter how many times he swung, Ebaark could not bring down his foe. He watched as Jimmel and William fell, helpless to save them. The warding circle was broken by Pelias, but Ebaark refused to abandon them. Then, too, fell Pelias.

Helge continued loosing arrows at his targets, but even his precision was duped by the insubstantial nature of the wraiths. One look at Ebaark was all he needed to run for the portal. As he ran out, he remembered his card. He drew, but had not yet looked at it. Overturned in his hand was the moon card... "William, return to us", he whispered, guilt filling in his gut as the spirits of Pelias and Jimmel advanced upon him. With a quick jump through the portal, Helge found himself on the main floor of the keep. Ebaark was soon to follow.

The moon card vanished in a flash of light, leaving a confused and fear-stricken William standing before them. So sudden was his appearance, a gasp was heard from behind a shelf. Out stepped a young hawkmask William called "Pip". He had been worried about Wiliam's departure from the guild and was keeping tabs on his friend. Before they could exchange welcomes, a shout came from outside the walls.

"By order of Lord Theronall, exit the ruins and surrender, villains!" Sabine had returned with a garrison of soldiers, hell bent on capturing the party. William quickly handed the crown to Pip and told him to get out quietly. The party barred the doors and headed for the rooftop.

The heroes leapt from the keep to the wall and quickly scrambled into the city, with Sabine hot on their heels. They spread out in the maze, hoping to lose the guards, but ended up both surprised and dismayed to be routed by hawkmasks...
Session: Session 14 - Sunday, Apr 15 2012 from 12:30 PM to 5:30 PM
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Eventually, Every Job Becomes Work
Once alone, Jubal continued speaking with William, "I must admit, William, I did not think you would fall in with them so eagerly. You were always a bit of a loner. I think it is good you have found like-minded individuals. Without friends, well, one becomes too focused, I think." Jubal chuckled as he finished his wine, "Ahh, nevermind, that's just the drink talking."

"Anyway, where was I? Oh, yes, the job... I have two orders, actually. The first regards Dagult Theronall. Certain...agreements have been made. The hawkmasks will no longer interfere with the Lord of Sanctuary. Rather, for the time, we will support him in his endeavors." Jubal studied William's face for a reaction, then continued, "Second. A hit is required to secure our agreement. A Sanctuary watchman, Nygel Tunfel. He continues to voice his opinions against Theronall and regularly raises support amongst other citizens. I believe you have knowledge of this man? His death should be quick and public, though not as a hawkmask. Our support of Theronall must remain silent." Jubal stood and turned toward the door, "You have your orders, William."
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