Session 4

Once the mage was defeated, we investigated the room and found some strange yet interesting things.
 
In addition to a health potion found by Harper, which he gave to me, Ashton found some strange objects with eyes attached to them. They moved around when jostled and then settled; I'm curious to see if there is enchantment on them or if someone was bored and needed some amusement. On the mage's body, I found a few sheets of what I assume are pieces of magic parchment; no one seemed interested in taking it, so I'm going to hold onto them for now, a scroll that would be better in the hands of someone that can wield magic, and some gold which I divvied up between us.
 
Out of habit, I divided the coins between us, like I do when I'm on a job with the others, and suppose I could've kept the coin for myself, but it didn't feel right considering all we've been through down where and maybe it's because of everything that has happened, but I feel like I can fit in well with this party.
 
Though I say that warily as I know Glory will get jealous, thinking I will replace them, which I would never do. It's good to have allies and people we can count on.
 
Feeling that we searched the room well and stopped anything that was being brewed, we went to the next room, where we found these shambling creatures. One was dragging that bandit running from us toward this pool filled with a red substance. These creatures went down quickly, but not quickly enough as one of those flying things attacked us, and the bandit was thrown into the liquid, never to be seen again as it seemed endless when Chael put his staff in and couldn't feel the bottom.
 
With no way to help the bandit and nothing left in the room, we started making our way back out. Stopping in the room with the gargoyle to finally check that out, I disabled the trap, and Harper could pull the scarf out of its mouth.
 
Not wanting anything to go to waste, I looted the remaining bodies, and curiosity got the better of me, so I looked into the cracks in some of the tombs, only one of which had a name ( one that I didn't recognize ) of McManlarge engraved on it and within was a beautiful blue vest that I couldn't stop myself from getting. The only other thing I could collect was a black bag with a strange black cookie that I gave Mara.
 
On the upper level, we collected the man from the barrel and made our way to the church. They were surprised to see us, expecially with a captive, we were paid and decided to make out way to the guard barracks before making out way back to the inn the others were staying.
 
When we arrived, we were told it would be a bit before the guard captain came back as he was out arresting someone. We had the option to stay or come back later. I offered to stay while the others retired for the evening, but they decided to stay. While waiting, I browsed the job boards, picked up a posting for caravan guards, dealt with goblins, and helping the local alchemists with some plant creatures on the outskirts of town.
 
It was about an hour before the guard captain returned, and the captive had a familiarness to them. It wasn't until I spotted the tattoos that I realized who it might be, but with the person hooded, it was only a hunch I was going on. Speaking with the guard captain, I admitted I might know who it was. He seemed skeptical and hesitant for a minute, likely wondering if I was in league with the cultists, but I admitted to being a victim of a cult, and they had killed my family, and with hesitation, he allowed me to identify the man and ... it was Kerrim.
 
A husk of a man. Stringy blonde hair, a sunken face, hollowed out eyes with one menacing yellow slow emitting from one of them while the other remained a void. He seemed stunned by the light, likely spending too much time in the dark depths of wherever their cult lingers. Then, he saw me and laughed. That laugh will haunt me, as will the way he looked at me. Even those hollowed out features, I knew he recognised me.
 
Whatever they are doing, they are killing him. Using his body for parts? I don't know; I can only guess since it looked like his eyes were missing and sounded like his tongue was gone.
 
Unless the guards have some kind of magic nullifying chains or can take him somewhere, no one will find them. I fear he will escape, and now that he knows where I am, he might come after my friends and me. I need to warn everyone of the danger they might be in.
 
Returning to the group, I can't bring myself to tell them what I saw, so I suggest we retire for the evening. I take some hot food home to Glory, Despair, and Nowhere since I feel horrible eating like that when none of them can, and when I finally depart from the party, I return to the barracks to tell them everything I know about Kerrim, the cults, and what happened to my family.
 
In the morning, I group back up with the others for breakfast, with Glory, Nowhere, and Despair tagging along so I can get them fed before sending them to Shanes. We discuss the jobs we have available, likely going to take care of the plant creatures and goblins while we wait for the caravan to arrive. I also tell the party about what I saw, how I talked with the guards and my worries about Kerrim escaping. They offered to talk with the guards to guard him, as they are short-staffed, but I'm not sure what we can do if they decide to break him out.
 
Chael propositioned Glory and I to come shopping with him and provide out measurements in exchange for a few outfits.