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Message: <blockquote data-quote="diaglo" data-source="post: 729278" data-attributes="member: 2885">Kicked out of townWhen the party returned to the Windlord's Rest, Timmay did his best to help Ulfgar retain his room. Thungor was not too happy with the dwarf. Nor was he overly friendly with Veridian. Thane was absent briefly. He stopped by the grove to pay his respects and to collect his wolves. Bartol saw to the horses.Finally, the party settled in for the night. Several Purple Dragons were seen patrolling outside the window and inside the common room. They gathered all the things they would need for a hasty retreat. They paid their bill before bedding down.In the morning, Ulfgar met the party in the common room. He had prepared a few spells for the Dwarven Inquisition. No one would suspect the dwarf. <img src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f609.png" class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" width="64" height="64" alt=";)" title="Wink    ;)"  data-smilie="2"data-shortname=";)" /> He also at Bernedette's request scanned the room for any taint of evil. Only the ring in the caller's hand registered. She quickly handed it to Veridian. The rogue was not evil, but he still got his wish. The ring was his. He smiled as he put it on. Though, Erik still had Hoard Master.Some time during the night, Veridian had returned to Grimwold's Revenge. A young lady was tending to the affairs while Hassantasser was away. She claimed to be his daughter.  A patrol escorted the party to the Temple of Gond. Many citizens of Tilverton gawked at the procession.The High Priest had down his best, but the information broker was still not whole. He was whole enough, however, to answer questions. Several higher ranking officers and the war wizard were also in attendance, as well as, a sharply dressed citizen."Who are you?" Bartol blurted out."I, sir, am the Lord Mayor," she replied. "High Priest, if you would."The party groaned.The High Priest stepped forward and cast a zone of truth around the occupants of the area."No lie may be told while you stay here," he mentioned."Goodie," Bernedette squealed with glee. "Oh, Bartol. Do you love me?""Aaaaa, ummmm, ...." Bartol stammered and turned red with embarrassment. Timmay saved the barbarian. He went to town with the questioning. He asked the injured man about the attacks, about the information the party sought, about his daughter, and  about the cult. He also directed the others when to chime in. It was beautiful music. Unfortunately, it was little more than filler. The party only learned one thing. Hassantassar didn't have a daughter. But  mostly the answers placed more blame on the party for the mysterious troubles of late."It appears," the Lord Mayor announced. "That the guild is once again active.""The Fire Knives?" an officer asked."Perhaps," Bartol offered. "We can handle them for you?""This is our affair," the Lord Mayor said. "The Purple Dragons will see to it. I suggest...""We are way ahead of you," Erik answered."Ulfgar," Timmay proposed. "Will you join us? We have need of a dwarf and a healer. And since you are both, we are doubly blessed."And with that the party left Tilverton.</blockquote>

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