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While Seoni and Seelah had been dealing with the mess at Habe’s Sanatorium, Sandpoint developed a ghoul problem. On top of that, it seemed the guard tower was besieged by bandits. Seelah went to help the city guard, while Seoni headed to where the first ghoul was sighted: the farmhouse.

Seelah quickly lost track of how many bandits she’d fought. One had damaged her chain mail, which she had discarded during a lull in the battle. There had also been an ogre, and she recalled the troubadour showing up briefly after that battle. Between two of the bandit skirmishes, Seelah had met a guide, who could prove useful if she needed to explore the woods again. The woman waited patiently inside the guard tower, while Seelah continued to battle with her longsword and her newly acquired quarterstaff, wondering if there would ever be an end to these bandits.

Seoni had heard of Shalelu Andosana, but she hadn’t expected such a strange encounter. Shalelu had told her she would soon find tools she may or may not find useful, then she’d left. Shortly after that, Seoni had found two sets of thieves’ tools. She’d discarded the first set as it didn’t look well cared for, but the second set had been in much better condition, so she’d tucked those away for later. She’d also left the crossbow behind since she was not trained in such weapons.

That was when the zombie showed up. Glad to be versed in ranged spells instead of relying on hand to hand combat, Seoni quickly incinerated the undead creature. Then froze the mercenary who tried to get the jump on her.

The farmhouse was certainly turning out to be an interested place, but she still hadn’t seen any signs of a ghoul.

She looked down at her toad. “I don’t suppose you can sense ghouls, now can you?”

The toad croaked, and Seoni took that to be a negative response.

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Not long after they returned to Sandpoint, the local sheriff asked Seoni and Seelah to look into another strange matter. People were reporting zombie sightings at an alarming rate. Other townsfolk had seen patients of Dr. Habe lurking about as well. Worried that the two might be connected, the sheriff asked that they help with the investigation. After so much turmoil, the local guard was spread a bit thin, so Seoni and Seelah agreed to help.

Seoni decided to start with the mill since the most recent sightings had been there, which Seelah and her troubadour headed for the general store. There had been reports of trouble in that area, and she wanted to see if any new weapons had been shipped in.

Seoni was a little surprised to find a stone door at the mill and even more surprised when it turned out to be locked. She attempted to unlock it, but had no success. She asked her toad for suggestions, but as usual he didn’t have much to contribute to the conversation.

“Perhaps we should simply search for another way in,” the Sage suggested as she joined them.

They began to search for another entry point. Seoni saw a discarded short sword, but left it where it was along with an elven chain shirt. She needed to focus.

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Though they had defeated Gogmurt, the threat had not yet died. They’d sent their allies off to try to find more information, but it seemed Nualia, who was supposed to be dead, was the true source of trouble in Thistletop and Sandpoint. They decided to search the goblin fortress again as well as the Thassilonian dungeon, the warrens, and of course the throne room of the Thistletop fortress.

Seoni and Seelah decided a fresh set of eyes in the goblin fortress would be better, so Seelah headed off in that direction. Seoni, with the Sage by her side, set off for the Thassilonian dungeon.

Seelah was a bit surprised her greatsword had been so effective against the rat swarm she’d encountered upon entering the goblin fortress. She finished cleaning her sword and moved farther in. It wasn’t long before she found a man who looked to be a mercenary.

“Who are you?” she asked.

“Orik Vancaskerkin.”

The name sounded vaguely familiar. “What are you doing here?”

“Being a distraction.”

Seelah raised her sword. “Then you’re working with Nualia.”

That brought an end to the conversation, and they attacked. Seelah quickly dispatched him and turned to leave. If he was a distraction, then Nualia wasn’t in the goblin fortress.


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“Is that a toad?” Seelah asked as she joined Seoni at a table at the local tavern.

“It is.”

“Why do you have a toad?”

Seoni glanced at Seelah. “What if I told you it’s a magic toad?”

Seelah paused before answering. “Then you should take it with you when we go looking for the wrathful sinspawn. The sheriff has reports of the creatures coming up from tunnels discovered at the village house, the catacombs, the glassworks, and the shrine to Lamashtu. I was thinking I’d head to the shrine.”

Seoni couldn’t say she was thrilled to be enlisted for this expedition without being asked but decided not to argue the point. “I’ll start at the village house.”

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After the goblin attack, Seelah and Seoni agreed they needed a bit of a break. The locals were clamoring to thank them for their defense of the town, and it actually seemed as though they had time to see what Sandpoint had to offer.

Seoni decided to take her acolyte Amy to the Academy, though she wondered why Buck was tagging along. She’d have to keep a close eye on him in case his fingers got sticky.

Seelah headed to the woods. Before she could really relax, she wanted to do one final sweep for enemies.

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Enemies of Asgard were on the move, and it was up to Odin, Frey, and Freyja to keep Ragnarok from taking place. Odin would use his powers to attempt to anticipate enemy movements to give the gods the upper hand.

Thankfully all the weapons of the gods were available to them, and they each armed themselves to deal with certain enemies. Freyja was prepared to battle Nidhogg and Loki, Frey would take on Hel and Fenrir, and Odin would fight Surt and Jormungand. Both Odin and Freyja were also prepared to assist Frey with Fenrir, who looked to be the most problematic of the enemies.

The gods knew how tough the enemy was, so they sent the Valkyries to recruit help from Midgard, having them bring Vikings to help them in battle. At first they faced some difficulties with the Fire Giants trying to take the place of Vikings, but eventually they were able to send the Fire Giants back where they belonged and were able to get the help they required.  They also managed to convince the World of the Elves to send a few Elves as backup.  Finally they called on Vanir to be prepared to help in case things were looking bleak.

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“Stay close,” Seoni said to her acolyte, as she tried to locate Seelah in the chaos.

Amy nodded, looking as panicked as the crowd. No one had anticipated a goblin attack during the dedication of the new Sandpoint Cathedral, and with the mass hysteria, Seoni didn’t want to risk casting any attack spells. Finally she caught sight of the paladin’s armor and managed to push her way free of the last of the escaping townsfolk.

“Did you see which way it went?” Seelah asked.

“It?” Seoni echoed. “And by the way, I’m fine, thank you for asking.”

Seelah didn’t react to Seoni’s sarcasm. “The goblin riding the giant gecko.”

Seoni shook her head. “I barely saw anything. Is that who was leading the attack?”

“It certainly seemed that way, but I lost sight of it.” Seelah paused for a moment, considering her options. “I’m going to check in with the guards at the city gate.”

It was only then Seoni noticed the night watch with Seelah, his face pinched with worry.

“I’ll make sure the cathedral is secure,” Seoni said.

They wished each other luck and parted ways.

Seelah and Nile had just arrived at the City Gate when something slammed into Seelah’s shoulder. She was shocked to see an arrow sticking out of her armor.

“There!” Nile pointed to the scout.

Without bothering to draw a weapon, Seelah pounced upon the enemy, using her superior strength to overpower him.

Nile approached afterwards and examined Seelah’s armor.

“I don’t think it went through,” he said, then yanked the arrow out. “You should get this repaired, though.”

Seelah agreed and removed her magic half-plate, storing it away in her pack then she readied her mace in case they encountered any more enemies.

Seoni expected to find goblins lurking about the cathedral, not a spectre.

“What should we do?” Amy whispered.

Seoni had an invisibility spell prepared but decided attacking was the better option. She used the energy from the invisibility spell to prepare an attack.

“Care to try helping again?” she asked Amy.

Her acolyte looked nervous but offered up her energy.

The arcane blast hit the spectre dead on, and it disappeared. Unfortunately Amy still hadn’t mastered the flow of her energy and swayed on her feet. Seoni tucked her away in an alcove.

“Stay here until you’ve recovered.”

“There you are!” Trevin declared, running up to her. “This isn’t quite the festival activity I was expecting.”

“I don’t think any of us was expecting this,” Seoni replied. “Care to join me in rooting out any lingering enemies?”

Trevin looked hesitant but agreed. Together they searched the cathedral, and Seoni was beginning to think it was time to move on when she noticed a strange shadow. She gestured to the troubadour to remain where he was, and prepared to unleash her force missile. She happened to glance up, noticing she stood in a part of the cathedral devoted to Lamashtu. Figuring it couldn’t hurt, she silently asked for the god’s blessing and sent her force missile at the shadow, destroying it instantly. Thankfully there was enough energy left over that she was able to recharge her spell before storing it away.

“Nicely done,” Trevin said. “I honestly thought you were being a bit paranoid, but I’m glad I was wrong.”

“In this case, I don’t think one can be too careful,” Seoni replied, as a discarded scroll on the floor caught her attention.

“What is it?” Trevin asked, a hint of wariness creeping into his voice.

Seoni smiled. “A new spell,” she said with glee. “I’ve been looking forward to trying out something like this.”

“What does it do?”

“Freezes your enemy to death.”

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Fu-ka, undercover as Chubby Unicorn, knew there were two Shadows lurking on the streets. She also knew another Hunter was in town, but hadn’t been able to identify her ally yet. She’d narrowed the possibilities down to four: Professor, Space Cat, Clumsy Ninja, and Signing Monkey. One was the other Hunter and two were Shadows which meant one of them was a neutral party. She would have to observe their actions carefully to discover who was who.

Professor and Space Cat had a series of altercations at the Church and Cemetery. Space Cat came out worse than Professor, though Clumsy Ninja and Signing Monkey also attacked him. Either they were attacking each other blindly, which only complicated matters, or Professor was the other Hunter. Just in case he was her hidden ally, Chubby Unicorn decided to help Professor tend to his wounds. In any case, she hoped to foster a bit of good will to stave off any attacks from him.

Clumsy Ninja continued on her violent spree, attacking Chubby Unicorn and Signing Monkey. Chubby Unicorn began to suspect Clumsy Ninja of being a Shadow, especially since she attacked with a creepy doll. Signing Monkey was lucky to walk away without a scratch. Before Chubby Unicorn could recover from the creepy doll incident, Signing Monkey attacked. Chubby Unicorn decided it was time to start fighting back, even without confirmation of her ally, and counterattacked.

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“A dragon?” Seoni asked skeptically.

Seelah nodded. “The farmers are still losing livestock and say they’ve seen it.”

“From my understanding, dragons are quite large.” Seelah agreed, and Seoni continued, “I’m curious as to why you’re going to search the Shrine to Lamashtu, and you want me to investigate the throne room.”

“Mostly we’re looking for clues, not necessarily the dragon itself.”

Seoni still had her doubts, but agreed to go along with Seelah’s plan. She rounded up her companions, Trevin the troubadour, Amy the acolyte, and Buck the burglar, and they headed for the throne room. While Seelah and her standard bearer went to the Shrine of Lamastu.

As they searched the throne room for clues, Seoni kept an eye on Buck. She still wasn’t certain of his loyalty and didn’t quite trust his sticky fingers.

“I think I found something,” Amy called, and Seoni went to take a look.

“Looks like a spell scroll,” Seoni said. “A well protected one. Care to see if we can break the seal?”

Amy nodded though she looked nervous. They channeled their energy and focused it on the scroll’s magical seal. There was a pop and a puff of smoke. When it cleared, the scroll was gone, and Amy looked exhausted.

“Perhaps you should go rest,” Seoni suggested.

“I’m fine,” Amy said, looking wobbly.

“I insist,” Seoni said.

Amy sighed but relented. As she made her way out of the throne room, another figure appeared.

“I thought you got rid of her,” Trevin whispered.

Seoni regarded Seva the standard bearer. “I gave her just one more chance.”

Trevin blew out a breath. “Hopefully she doesn’t kill us all.”

Seelah grinned at the opportunity to test out the new spiked chain Seoni had picked up for her. She knew it wasn’t an ideal weapon for taking down an ogre, but like a child with a new toy, she was showing a bit of favoritism. She discarded her mace, asked for the gods to bless her, and attacked. Even she was surprised at how quickly the ogre fell.

“That was impressive.”

Seelah turned to Nile from the night watch. “Thank you. What brings you here?”

“I heard you were looking for a dragon. Thought I could be of some assistance.”

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March 10, 1848

We’re on our way! We’ve left Independence, Missouri and are headed for Willamette Valley, Oregon. We know the trail is treacherous, but our spirits are high. I’m thankful Professor and I were able to find others to travel with (Space Cat, Clumsy Ninja, and Signing Monkey), otherwise I don’t think we’d have set out on this journey. I’m excited to see more of this great country and hope Oregon is as beautiful as people say.

Even though we’re traveling together, we agreed to keep our supplies separate. We each have our own area in the wagon, and we’ve clearly labeled our supply crates. Of course, that doesn’t mean we can’t share if something bad happens, though hopefully we won’t have to worry about that.


March 30, 1848

Everything was going so smoothly. I managed to drive the wagon without anything horrible happening, even though I’d never done it before. Professor led us safely across the first river we came to. It was quite impressive. Even when the wagon tongue broke, Space Cat had it fixed in no time. It almost seemed like luck was on our side.

Then Signing Monkey got sick. It wasn’t hard to tell she had measles, and we were pretty worried for a while. I’d packed some medicine which I gladly shared with her. I didn’t want her to die, and I certainly didn’t want anyone else to catch it. She seems like she’s on the road to recovery. I hope this is the worse we have to deal with.


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