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So we were in the forest after capturing the narcomancer, sleeping and recovering after the battle. Suddenly wings were heard and behold lo a person appeared! Or los and behold? Hm, yeah, I'm not good at telling stories, I guess. Even though I'm a bard.
 
Anyway, so this weird person thing appeared wearing a creepy mask. I used my newly found ventriloquism skills to distract him and practice with the skull, and at first I thought I had tricked him, but he didn't seem impressed. I guess he has seen many weird things in his life. Himself, for starters.
 
He raised a finger and turned the narcomancer intro a zombie as punishment, just like that. Like what the ghosts, man? Couldn't you talk with him at least? He was our pooping prisoner, dry it! So he also asked us to give the zombie-maker dagger back to him. As if he needed a dagger to make zombies.
 
We discussed in whispers for a long time. Like, really really long. The group was divided, and it still is, because the maskman decided to leave. Flying apparently, because there were wing sounds. We got to keep the dagger, but I think most of my friends want to give it, so we won't have it for a long time. Can't say I agree, but oh well.
 
Back in Stillpeaks, we met with Samantha! While Talia went to visit her patron, I performed some musical ventriloquism. I think Span and Karl enjoyed it, especially Karl. And uuh... I think Talia thinks I'm weird, for the look she gave me when he came back to tell us that her patron wanted to meet us.
 
He's a rich man, her patron. He's called Talion (are they family or something) and he's very nice. Too nice, in Nadar's opinion. Time will tell, but for now he wants to help us protecting the town from the zombies. So we'll train those peasants to kill zombies, Karl seems pretty confident he can do it.
 
Also, don't look for pages 1 to 5. They don't exist.