Devils on the Doorstep

My first steps outside my family's province and what do I find? A crossroads city full of demons. Its truly incredible how easy it is for the most evil of creatures to take advantage of the weak wills of some people. I must continue to thank my blessings that I have been given the capacity to deny the machinations of those monsters but they continue to persist.
 
After a short journey through the lands of my people we ended up in Varok, a crossroads city built within our neighboring province. Upon arrival we were met with a pack of wolves being led by a Barghest! Jumping into action we were able to smite the evil creature and luckily I was able to pull one of the town guards from the brink. Once we learned about what the citizens of this city have been dealing with we went straight to the source of good within the city, the temple of St. Andral. Now I have little knowledge of St. Andral however when dealing with the Nine Hells one should always look for companionship from the heavens and if St. Andral is the source of that power than it is to them we shall make commune.
 
Apparently I wasn't the only one to think this as the citizens of the city had also gathered to ask the saint for his blessings. Mother Lucy, the cleric of the temple, met us and upon seeing our power asked for our assistance, someone had STOLEN THE REMAINS OF THE FOREMENTIONED SAINT! What devastation that such an important relic could be sullied let alone taken from their rightful place.
 
After a bit of digging we learned of Mick the gravedigger, a person with access to the tomb. On approach we saw Mick wilt and he immediately gave up his information. Another man, close to the temple as well, Henrik the casketmaker, had asked for the deed to be completed and therefore was the probable person still in possession of the remains. We knew he was the next person for us to connect with.
 
Before we could do that though, more fiends! This time three poor souls from the citizenry had their heads burst from their bodies as they had become vargouilles, nasty bat like creatures that cause the host to die so that they can reproduce. We dealt with them with haste and vigor, and though they were able to knock our bells a bit they were no match for our prowess. Now it was time to find Henrik.