(G101 07/01/11 KT - AP, ON(GM), SS, GF)

DAY 14 Cont...

So with Raya at the temple and Fenrir off with Giselle myself and Janna went door to door at
the 'Temple of Good Cheer'.

The third door we tried was an elf male who looked a bit like a wizard, the next was a couple
of young warriors and the seventh was a female halfling called Raskar.

They all indicated that Doreese had been seen entering the second or third door.

The elf called Araloor, a scribe who had been in the city a year or two was in the third flat
while a dwarf clerk called Igor was in the second.

Janna went back and I went to sit in a pub nearby to watch the place. After a few hours though
a friendly dwarf arrived and got chatting to me and we had many drinks.

At the time it felt normal but later I realised he had me under the influence of a Charm spell
just like the one Nes can cast.

While I was sleeping it off at my flat I saw a bird in the night that was very pretty and sang
me some sort of song at the window. Odd I suppose, but I was too hungover to pay much attention.

DAY 15 (26th Ches)

We all met up at Nes's temple in the morning and decide that the best thing to do was go around
to Araloor's dwelling straight away.

We snuck up the stairs and I knocked and then kicked down the door. Stepping in we were immediately
set upon by a horde of little spiders.

I fell for a sleep spell and slumped into a chair by the desk. Fenrir was sickened but did battle
with the spiders. Raya discovered the elf by the bed, I was asleep but I gather he had been
invisible.

He then leapt from the window and when I was awakened by Raya shooting at him I quickly leapt
down too and gave chase. Fenrir shot one of his magic bolts from the window.

I chased him around the corner of the street to see the elf gone but a suspicious old lady trying
to blend into the crowd. Suspicious I decided to take a gamble and tackled her to the floor.
A snake in her basket bit me.

Ete, Roman and two watchmen arrived. They were most perplexed as to why I was flattening and old
lady, as was the crowd that was rapidly forming.

Ete, the civilar, helped the old lady up but admitted her clothing felt differently from how they
looked. Realising I had the right person I declared 'I can prove it!', and stuck my hand up her
skirt,
'It's all right! I can feel bollocks!'

Rather rash of me I suppose but it was the heat of the moment. It didn't go down well with
the crowd at all.

Anyway, back at the guard post the illusion wore off and we had our man, or rather elf.