The Scales of Justice


Zucco is toying with us now. He watched us battle the Gith, then summoned a chain devil to distract us as he got away. I was surprised how easily we defeated the devil, and so was Zucco for that matter. He became angry and blasted a crowd of people with a fireball killing a handful. This turned the crowd on and aided his escape. If it wasn’t for the quick thinking Unitorn and Righty McStabbins (Where the hell did he come from anyway?) to put on an impromptu song and dance number we might have had yet another fight on our hands.

I’m convinced that he’s using this condor medallion to track me. I have to figure out a way to use it to my advantage. I’ll have to think quickly because I think he’s planning an ambush next week. Unitorn received a shady invitation to perform a private show for some noble. It just so happens that there will be Dark Knights there, and we all know they are working with Zucco. The son of a bitch has laid a trap for us. Its time to turn the tables and finally get the vengeance I seek.

First thing is to separate him from his Minotaur boyfriend so he can’t escape so easily…

Chain Devil, blood, and fire.
Z. Beeblebrox

It is amazing how one second you and your party can be gallantly eliminating evil and the next being blamed for collateral damage as though you started it! Thank the gods for Makaria and Righty’s quick thinking, because I’m fairly certain most of our group would have attacked innocents and had the whole of Sanction turned against us! This is especially good because I have a feeling we will need to use all available resources in this city to take on the tasks ahead of us. Between the Church of Sargonnes and the trap at the alignment party, it is not much comfort to simply know what has to be done. We will all need to be our most cautious and covert- I fear the dwarf, Rigmor, will not be able to conceal our plans, for one mention of Reorx and he is ready to either prostrate himself or fight. I have a feeling I should keep an eye on him to make sure he does not unintentionally jeopardize our missions.

Knights of Sanction - Rigmor Talonbeard
The Red Condoor...

After creating quite a scene and eliminating the Gith, there was something to investigate. Emblazoned in flames and ashes, the symbol of the Red Condor taunted us. Predictably, the dark dwarve and the minotaur were near. Before we could engage them though….that glow….pure evil….

The Condor became a illuminated doorway, which birthed a Chain Devil, complete with Cultists. He picked the wrong place to appear… As quickly as this foul creation materialised, it was felled quicker. We were upon it like warts on a witch. One of the most magnificent displays in teamwork I have seen from my fellow adventurers.

The Cultists took a more scrambled approach but we’re defeated, nonetheless. However, the villagers paid the price as the duo of villains flame struck several of them. Poor souls. Before I could return the act, the two vanished. By Reorx, I will protect the defensless next time. Without hesitation, the remaining villagers pointed the blame at us! The audacity! Thankfully, Makaria and Righty (glad to see him again) whipped up a performance to lull the would be mob.

This is where it gets interesting, for those who do not see portals and battles interesting. Makaria was asked by a noble woman by the name of Illantra to give a performance in a week’s time. Shortly after this request, we met up with the Knights whom we have traveled all this way to find. After sharing some information, we discovered that, in a week’s time, there will be a planetary alignment. Convenient, right? Illantra has been vocal in the past about uniting the Dark Knights and the Knights of Solamnia. We suspect she is planning some trickery at the forthcoming gathering, which we will be attending. None of us our sure how the alignment fits into the larger picture, but it cannot be good. I believe that some sleuthing is in order so as to not be caught with our leggings at our ankles come next week.

Stay Musical My Friends
Makaria Unitorn

Outside the Fireball Inn…. a battle erupted with demons adorned in chains…. lo and behold we take down these fools. With the victory came fear and mistrust bestowed upon local civilians. It was my job to remedy this mistrust and make the civilians know we really are a lovely bunch… once you get to know us. What better way to do that than through the merriment of music. I start to strum on my lute, and the angelic voice of Righty McStabbins joins in. Our performance proved to be impeccable and we are asked to perform for a private event the following week. Flattering as it may seem, this “event” seems to raise some speculation…. is this really, dare I say it….. A TRAP?! It’s time to investigate the venue of the upcoming performance and see what we find…..

Art of Losing




[Blood slowly drips onto the floor of the grand ballroom, each drop adding to the small pool gathering. The source of the blood coming from John Notto’s …well…everywhere. He is sitting at the bar after a deadly fight with Gith Assassins. He sways back in froth in his seat then begins to think out loud.]

John Notto: “When you win, you don’t examine it very much, except to congratulate yourself. You easily, and wrongly, assume it has something to do with your rare qualities as a person. But winning only measures how hard you’ve worked and how physically talented you are; it doesn’t particularly define you beyond those characteristics."

[John takes a sip from a bottle and wipes the blood from his eyes.]

JN: “Losing on the other hand, really does say something about who you are. Among other things it measures are: do you blame others, or do you own the loss? Do you analyze your failure, or just complain about bad luck?”

[John goes to take a swig from the bottle but then puts it down.]

JN: “If you’re willing to examine failure, and to look not just at your outward physical performance, but your internal workings, too, losing can be valuable. How you behave in those moments can perhaps be more self-defining than winning could ever be.”

[John picks up the bottle and takes a big gulp.]

JN: “Sometimes losing shows you for who you really are.”


Somebody's Watching Me — Grayson

This is the second time now that I’ve caught Zucco watching me from the shadows. How can I hunt him if he is hunting me? I’m never going to be able to sneak up on him if he is one step ahead of me. I need to figure out how he doing… BLOOD AND BLOODY ASHES! The stupid red condor medallion. That must be it!

I’ll show that bastard. I’ll ask hopper to take the medallion and keep Zucco busy on a wild goose chase while my companions and I develop a plan.

… no, I can’ do that, its too dangerous for Hopper. What I can do is find some local dirtbag that headed in the opposite direction, and sneak it into his belongings. We’ll be long gone before Zucco realizes what we’ve done.

Time to take back the element of surprise!

In the city, the city of Sanction
With Zora Beeblebrox

Fireball Inn Review: * overall 9/10
I recently visited the Fireball Inn with some -friends- -colleagues- associates? Yes associates, on a trip for, mostly business, but some pleasure too as it turns out! The lodging was certainly the most extravagant and tidy of all the Inns I’ve visited in my 116 years. The Inn was located in the affluent part of town, and while we did not get a chance to really explore the local area, we were treated to the most wonderful entertainment by staying in the inn and watching their in-house entertainment. The check-in process was concise and service was fantastic- we even got to meet the owner personally. The furnishings in our room were modern, and our room was large enough to fit a Draconian! Not that we did, of course.
The entertainment was, by far, the most rousing play I could have ever hoped to watch. The fantastic bard, Makaria Unitorn, will be known through the ages for the performance she gave that night. The performance hall was very nice, however, I had to deduct one point for their failure to keep unwanted non-patrons out of the establishment, as well as having set up their room in a way not conducive to battle. Other than that one flaw though, stellar establishment, would absolutely visit again and recommend to friends!

Zora Beeblebrox’s short guide on how to NOT intimidate someone.

  • Don’t bother to learn about your target, you definitely don’t need to know if you will be walking up to an unarmed halfling or an armed and guarded Minotaur.
  • Definitely don’t have sufficient knowledge about what information you are trying to extract.
  • Have nothing threatening about you.
  • Kindly compliment the person.
  • Slowly and innocuously pull your weapon.
  • Don’t stop or be dissuaded by your apparent failure- plug on!
Battle of The Giths
Makaria Unitorn

These damn Giths…how dare they overshadow my performance…..(tiefling bards are quite dramatic if you couldn’t tell by now…. one may even go so far as to say “diva.”) Here I thought we’d enjoy our stay at the Inn, have some celebratory beverages, perhaps even put on an encore performance….. but NO! Once again, we find ourselves amidst a brutal battle. Our combined efforts, as well as the aid of the Red Robed allies led us to victory. I’m utterly exhausted and am in dire need of some Fireball…. the liquor, not the spell….. (although casting a few FB’s here and there never hurt anyone…. right? ;) )

There is no honour for those who do not fight.
Prince Zhukko

Stuck in a room with a dwarf is not how one would find honour. But it is something I have no problem doing in order to complete the group’s mission should I want to find mine. We have infiltrated the inn where we can seek information. The bard got herself a show downstairs to get everyone distracted. The monk and the ranger are having a drink in plain view to keep a watchful eye on the bard. While the gnome walks around the inn looking for clues, me and the dwarf are drinking in the room as they do not fully trust me yet. Who knows how long it will take for them to trust me, one will never……….


The dwarf received word about the Giths returning and with numbers. The party must be in trouble. Rigmor hands me my weapons and started heading downstairs. I do not want to call attention to myself, or do i? The stairs will take too long. There is a clear line to the theatre from the balcony, this will make due. * (LEAPS OFF BALCONY, AND SPREADS GLORIOUS WINGSPAN TO GLIDE DOWN TOWARDS ONE OF THE MAIN THEATRE WINDOWS)*

EXPEXTO PATRONUM!!!” a Draconian warcry in which leaving it to be the last words some inferior creatures hear for the last time on this living plane. I crash through a window and lo a behold, 6 Giths facing my allies. I ready my weapon, I ready my hate. I was impressed by the abilities of my allies. The ranger swift and surgical with the bow. The bard and her spells. The gnome and her prowess. The monk…….with the ability to not die from such a brutal attack. And most of all, Rigmor. Who would’ve thought a dwarf can leap such heights to attack. They impress me every time I see them fight. The way they work together, as a team, as one unit. Such partnership I’m not too familiar with.

It was a grueling fight, but not one we would lose. Thanks to two elves donning red robes, Jistilis and Fendrithin. Our fight isn’t over, in fact it was just beginning. We have ways to go and with new looted gear, something tells me we will not be fighting in just one plane. These dimensional shackles will come in handy the next time we face the Gith. We can keep one here from phasing away or possibly shackle myself to keep them from taking me, as it seems that they are after me. The reason for that is beyond me. But all I know is we are just at the tip of the iceberg, and the more go deeper, the closer we will be to the truth, and the closer I am to finding honour.

Allied Forces - Rigmor Talonbeard
Gith Happens

Twas a chaotic scene. With little time to react and my hammer in hand, I leapt onto the bar and ran across. Heaving myself into the air, over the Gnome, I brought the mighty fist of Reorx upon the crown of a Gith interloper. Reorx could have put a little more “oomph” behind it, if you ask me. Though my blows were true and mighty, they seemed to have less of an impact. The Draconian came crashing into the theatre then, presumably yelling about “Honour” and whatnot. The fight was quite the struggle, thusfar, then something odd happened. A couple of men, fitted in long, red robes, unleashed a fury of arcane wonder. It was quite the display. The Gith eventually succumb to the combination of our brute force and the apparent Mage allies. A post battle conversation about the state of affairs and our party’s collective visions peaked the Mages interest. Reorx has guided us to them, I am sure, for our mission becomes a ever clearer and the power of Good grows ever stronger. Now, to see how the Red Robes can help and if the Draconian can truly help this quest.


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