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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Droid101" data-source="post: 1800669" data-attributes="member: 942">“What do you mean, we can’t come in?  Let us talk to Adlai, come on,” Eltharion tries to push past the guard at the door of castle Brunswick, but is halted.“On orders from the king and Adlai, nobody is to enter, except for you,” the guard points to Felix, who walks past him and goes in.“But the king is an imposter!” Eltharion protests.“Yes, yes, that was last week, remember?  This is the real king,” the guard responds.“Don’t worry, I’ll let Adlai know, and see if I can get you all in here,” Felix says, nodding to the Heroes.The rest of them head over to a nearby inn.“I’m going to the bar… I need a drink,” Eltharion says.  Bink and Ogrim go with him.  Grog, Jezda, Damaré and Blaze get rooms and relax.At the tavern, Eltharion kicks back with an ale.  After an hour of drinking, a man clad in black approaches Eltharion.“Well met, friend,” the man offers his hand.  It is Donald McGraw, the thief who stole Dendybar’s hat.  The one that Eltharion had chased before, thinking it was Dendybar himself.“Ah, Donald, nice to see you.  What’s happening?”  Eltharion asks.  Bink and Ogrim listen in.“Are they with you?” Donald asks, looking to Bink.“Yes, don’t worry.  This is Bink and Ogrim.  They are friends,” Eltharion says.“I’m Donald McGraw,” he says, looking back to Eltharion.  “I’ve got some bad news.  I have a feeling that my Guildboss, Pignose Jack, is being manipulated.  He’s been acting really strange recently, and just put me up to a really odd job.  I was supposed to go in and do it tomorrow, but I heard you all were back in town…”“Wow, fast work, we’ve only been here for an hour or so,” Bink says.“My sources are many.  Anyway, I came to get your opinion, since I know you guys are close to the king and all.  I was told to go in and steal something from the castle.  Pretty big deal, but there’s more.  I had a feeling one of my guildmates was acting funny as well.  And sure enough, while I was on my way here to see you, I found this planted on me,” Donald tosses something to Eltharion.  It is a small vial and a note.  The note says “use this poison to kill the king.”“Woah, so you were going to kill the king?” Eltharion asks.“No, no, I was going in to steal something.  But obviously, someone at the castle has been tipped off to me going in, and they were going to accuse me of assassination.  The strange thing is, I don’t know why anyone would want me to be accused of something like that,” Donald looked confused.“Didn’t Adlai say something about assassination attempts…” Bink was thinking.“Well, I know about the law.  If a very serious crime is attempted, like assassination or something like that, against the king, then the king will hold a personal audience with the accused in the Oubliette to find out their motives, or whatever.  But why would somebody want me brought before the king?” Donald asks.“So they know where he is,” Bink reasons.  “Listen, the king isn’t even really the king right now.  It’s some evil wizard, inhabiting the body.”“Oh man, this is way too complicated.  I should just skip town…” Donald says.“No, I think we can use this to our advantage.  We need to corner the king, to try to get the wizard out of his body.  If you are accused of assassination, then we can easily corner him in the Oubliette,” Bink explains.“So you want me to go through with the heist, get caught, and be used as bait for you guys to trap the fake king?” Donald asks.“Exactly.  Any other questions?” Bink says.“I… guess not.  You’re not gonna leave me hanging, right?” Donald says.“Come on, we’re better than that.  You’re a good guy,” Eltharion says, handing back the vial and note.“All right, well, I’ll be going in tomorrow night at around nine, so be ready about an hour or so after that to come get me…” Donald says.“Don’t worry about it, you’ll be fine,” Bink reassures him.  Donald bids them farewell and heads out.“Looks like we found a way to get to the king after all,” Bink says.  The others nod.“Should we teleport in, or should we just barge in the front doors?”  Eltharion asks.“I think we can teleport into the jail, and then use the secret passage to get into the Oubliette.  That would be best,” Bink replies.“Let’s go tell the others to be ready tomorrow night,” Eltharion says.………“That fool Donald McGraw will play right into our hands…” Vazina Deblora hissed.  Her thin dark elven features curling into an evil smile.  “The Guildboss was so easy to… convince,” Gek’rek responded, his clothing tattered, as usual.“Don’t get cocky, we need to prepare.  The king will be in the Oubliette a little after nine tomorrow.  That is when we kill him,” Meztil said, always cool and collected.“Elf… the elf is back…” Zik’zin growled.  The small ivory horns a quiet contrast to his black skin.  His large, bat-like wings buffet slightly.“We’ll deal with them after we kill the king.  We must make sure there is as little resistance as possible here in Brunswick.  Plus, we owe them for last time.  We never got to finish our battle, thanks to you…” Vazina’s eyes narrow as she looks to Meztil.“I didn’t think that dwarves were stupid enough to push over giant walls of iron, or I obviously wouldn’t have put one up in the first place,” Meztil says in his defense.“You should be grateful that we didn’t slaughter you for that mishap.  We could easily have been destroyed by that dragon, had the wall not fallen onto it,” Gek’rek added.“Enough of this.  We must prepare our ambush.  We will wait until after the interrogation is over, and then strike.  The king will never know what hit him…” Vazina’s evil smile grew.Are the dark elves in for a surprise when they find out the king isn’t really the king?  Would they care?  Who is working with who?  What forces are where?  What the heck is going on!?  I’ll try not to confuse you so much next time!</blockquote>

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