Takes place during the trip from the Well to Neverwinter. And before people complain, I mean like a wagon from the Oregon Trail game. No griping about it!
Darkness and Light, Into the Chaos!
Lancer was discussing entry methods into the city with Gend when he felt his communication crystal buzz. "Is there somewhere private I can go for a minute?" the fighter asked lazily. The spy master gestures to the wagon holding the Words of Power. Lancer nodded and slipped under the back cover and set the crystal on the floor.
It whirled to life and Ruler was projected into the wagon. "What's the status of your mission?" he asked.
"I've collected the Words as you commanded, my lord." Lancer replied, already bowing. "We move to the city now. I imagine I will have to retrieve the final Word from Malgrum himself. I must ask, what of Target: Blackguard?"
"You'll be able to kill two birds with one stone on that front." Ruler replied mildly. "I want her alive, Lancer. And I want Morag's Source Stone destroyed. Do not fail me again."
"Consider it done, my lord." Lancer said as the image faded.
"Lancer!" Gend called from outside. "Neverwinter comes into view. Let us find the way inside past the Luskan Forces."
Lancer leaped from the wagon. Everything was going perfectly now. Perhaps he could redeem himself in Lord Ruler's eyes. "Let's get going. I wanna get this job done so I don't have to keep hearing about it." he said casually, his nonchalant tone belying his excitement of the battle to come. He slung the Uthgart Ceremonial Spear he had been given, the spear he called Gale Bolge, over his shoulders as Gend led the way. It would all be over soon.
And done. Well, next time will be after everything's said and done with Morag. Until then!