(G3 25/04/08 BC)

DAY 3

This morning we walked the route that the procession was to take. It seems so stupid to me.
If this fellow was such a rogue, then burn him now before someone who shouldn't gets their
hands on the bodkin.

I seemed to be the only one out of the four of us that had any more idea about security on
this thing other than carrying a really big axe, so I organised horses for us all and
secured the hearse.

I persuaded the driver to hobble the horses of the hearse, but it turned out not to do any
good as further events later in the day showed.

So - we set off in the afternoon. The four of us (as if we were some sort of band of common
adventurers or something - we are seen as a unit now by people around here , how did that
happen?) set off, with a number of the city guard with us and a second hearse for the body
of one of the murderers victims.
There were large crowds in the city, but they did us no harm. We got to the funeral pyre
without incident...

However, it all got a bit messy all of a sudden! A mist descended, and out of the crowd two
cloaked figures suddenly threw knifes at the front of the hearse! Shesara Melamba took one
in the hip and the other postillion seemed to be killed out right.

To top it all, a swarm of nasty looking spiders began to seethe out of the ground in amongst
the crowd. I couldn't identify the species from where I was, but there are only a few that
swarm in such a fashion.

I didn't study the spiders for long because at the next moment, the hearse driver whipped his
horses on as fast as he could, it appeared he had cut the hobbles. I think we can assume some
guilt on his part as it must have been premeditated.