Aporeu chronicles Issue 32: Mine your own Business
Stories from the adventurers
This week
We all thought he was crazy
but we were just lazy
he searched high and low
but all he found was sorrow
he pleaded he begged
thinking she was had
In his disbelief he heard
about cat bandits stealing for all their worth
people said it might be her
but he believed it wasn't in her fur
so he went on a quest
to defeat the bandits in the west
There he saw the horrible truth
they were using women in their youth
using them, hurting them, exploiting them
quick work he made of them
he went into the tunnels of fear
fighting everyone until it was clear
he found their hideout
he fought them in a large last bout
after defeating all of them
He found her and she looked like a gem
Unpolished for sure
but to him she looked like couture
they got out of there
and she finally got an answer to her prayer
and so the story goes
of a trapped girl and her hero
but we were just lazy
he searched high and low
but all he found was sorrow
he pleaded he begged
thinking she was had
In his disbelief he heard
about cat bandits stealing for all their worth
people said it might be her
but he believed it wasn't in her fur
so he went on a quest
to defeat the bandits in the west
There he saw the horrible truth
they were using women in their youth
using them, hurting them, exploiting them
quick work he made of them
he went into the tunnels of fear
fighting everyone until it was clear
he found their hideout
he fought them in a large last bout
after defeating all of them
He found her and she looked like a gem
Unpolished for sure
but to him she looked like couture
they got out of there
and she finally got an answer to her prayer
and so the story goes
of a trapped girl and her hero
Mine your own Business by Gerolt
Right, so it ain’t exactly news at this point, but I wanted to get the story straight in my head first. Lotta stuff happened this mission that I wasn’t expectin’, and a lot of stuff I had to work out afterward. It had been over 2 weeks since Jade disappeared on me, on us, without a trace. I had let myself give up on ever findin’ her again, thinkin’ she’d be better off far away from me. Never felt more directionless in my life, needed somethin’ to do. Takin’ out some idiot bandits seemed like the perfect distraction. Of course, that damned blue-tailed desk rat Loïs ruined the idea with some baseless accusations of Jade bein’ involved with the bandits. Joinin’ me on this mission are Thamior, the bear druid; Noaz, the rookie; Quen, who’s a bit of a clown, but useful in his own way; some middle-aged guy named Joop; and of course, V, the doctor himself. Now, the doc and I have some history together, but this is our first time side-by-side on a quest. Him and I have very different ideas of how things should be done, so we bump heads often. However, can’t deny his elixirs do the trick in a pinch. Word is, these bandits have been hittin’ caravans goin’ in and out of the city; killin’ men, capturin’ women, and stealin’ goods. We decide best way to lure ‘em out is to head down the road with a cart of our own. I try to keep everyone in formation like proper caravan guards, but as usual, nobody’s interested in bein’ a team. Halfway down the road, Quen does his usual magic scoutin’ thing and tells us there’s some bandit lookin’ types holdin’ an injured woman hostage; obvious trap. The group discusses how to approach, which takes way too long. In the end they come up with a plan that inevitably falls apart on first contact with the enemy. Lucky for us, the bandits couldn’t aim to save their lives, literally. We tear through em pretty quick, again literally in the case of Thamior. Guy’s a beast; once again, literally. Despite the carnage, we manage to keep one from bleedin’ out; some blonde woman who was goin’ around tryin’ to heal her bandit buddies during the fight. We decide to ask the woman they were usin’ as bait some questions. She don’t prove useful and Noaz gets suspicious. The rookie pulls out a magic scroll and then starts screamin’ paranoid about everyone bein’ goblins in disguise. Guess he learned my lesson from our last mission together a bit too well. After we calm him down, we finally get some info out of the hostage. She tells us about other women being held captive, includin’ a Tabaxi. This, along with Loïs’ insinuations, sets my alarm bells ringin’. Quen nearly gives me a duzsad heart attack by magically makin’ himself look like Jade, and the woman confirms it’s her. At this point, I don’t give a damn about the mission anymore. I slap Blondie awake and put my blade to her neck, demandin’ she bring us to Jade. She claims the best way there is through some mine shaft, so I make her our guide. We go into the mines, headin’ straight through. Near the end, we encounter some idiots who think they can take us. We kill ‘em quick, but when I go to press on, the others stay behind to scrounge for trinkets; ‘cept Joop, he’s good in my books. Was especially disappointed with V, who I thought would care more about Jade than findin’ scraps to sell for a few gold pieces. He explained later he was tryin’ to keep the group from fallin’ apart. Don’t agree with his tactical assessment, but I’ve decided to accept he tried what he thought was best. On the other end of the mines, we spot some lookouts, as well as the barracks that Jade was supposed to be held under. I decide best thing would be to make a distraction and get in ‘n out quick. I tell Blondie to go and gather her buds and lead them away. Like a good little doggy, she obeys and we head over to the barracks when the coast’s clear. On the way, I chug a potion I got from writin’ my last story, which seems to boost my muscle power through the roof; feels good.
With no time to waste, I breach the door and rush in, the rest followin’ behind. Inside, most of the bastards were sleepin’. We made sure half of them woke up to their own death. Once we finish off the toughest lookin’ guy, I notice some robed rat tryin’ to cast a spell or something. My blade through his back puts a stop to that gunshul right quick.
Unsurprisingly, the rest gets to lootin’ again while I try to get through a hatch leadin’ to the basement where Jade’s supposed to be. Some damn magic keeps the thing shut, but in the end the potion I drank wins out and I tear the hatch off its hinges.
Downstairs, in the damp, dark cell, I find her; cold, beaten, bruised, barely conscious. I take her in my arms and suddenly, I’m reminded of the song Phae made me learn, one about findin’ hope and light in darkness. Not knowin’ what else to do for Jade, I just start singin’ to her.
From there, it’s all a blur. We load the women we freed into the cart and head back to the city. I carry Jade to the nearest Inn to recover while the others continue back to the guild. From there starts a long road of recovery that’s still ongoin’. I swear to Lathander, I won’t rest ‘till Jade’s back to her annoyin’ly bouncy, happy self again.
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