From the papers of Governor Shin’dra Alusín
[I’m just going to continue with my made-up dates]
Lolthon is NOTHING like the Capital! The people know nothing of respect and there are unwashed barbarians everywhere! I wish I were DEAD!
Bought myself a pair of gloves on my own, like a common merchant, today. When I returned to the inn I was about to sink into my dreamstate and wish all of this away, but I was interrupted by a rude male at the door. Accompanying him was Inquisitor Gaussisstra Myn’dar. She seems like a resonable and principled female — I think she and I will very much see eye to eye when we return to Faemoor together! I knew it! I’m not alone in seeing this island’s wretchedness. Oh, we will accomplish great things!
It begins tomorrow. One of the priestesses I have considered for attending to the Shrine in Faemoor has lost her apprentice to a bunch of savage cultists. To think the barbarians are this audacious! No matter. Tomorrow we will chase them down and restore a measure of order and respectability to this place!
My servants and the little elf accompanied me with little fuss. I must admit I am relieved: Perhaps there is hope for them yet! Encountering two ogres we were delayed by a brief disagreement between Bolga and the halfling on how to deal with them. Felicia’s cunning did save us from dealing with both brutes at the same time. She might be a glutton, but she is a clever glutton.
Further on we defeated a fae intent on gobbling up our emotions and a blood-drinking river-fae I believe is called a ‘glaistig’. Say what you will about Wilder names, but they stick in your mind.
Those fae, it turned out, were protecting a Wild Elf temple — right under the streets of Lolthon! Some of the cultists quickly realized the error of their ways and surrendered. They will have a chance to make up for their transgressions picking apples and digging ditches in Faemoor!
We also found the lost acolyte in good shape. Very good shape, in fact. She warned us of a summoning ritual we then proceeded to stop and thus ending this cult’s activities. If all the Wilder’s so-called gods are as weak as this “Alonius”, acceptance of the Seldarine should come quickly!
After releasing the acolyte, she gave us a rather fetching cloak. She claimed it held potent magic and said something about side-effects. This apprently made Elrien uncertain, but then everything makes the little elf uncertain. Just as well she doesn’t want it; it isn’t as if I can refuse that adorable thing anything!