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Message: <blockquote data-quote="gunter uxbridge" data-source="post: 1218573" data-attributes="member: 7526">The battle in the park at an end, Rayne and Trog immediately moved to get Daycutter out of the open and into a more secure location. The goblin and mysterious woman who came to the group’s aid also followed. Evan and Kelm remained to wait for the city guard, and were relieved by none other than Nightbanner Shaw Hanshu, the husband of the woman that the group saved a few weeks before. Hanshu secured the scene and gave a long due thanks to the group and promised to help them in any way he could in the future. The guard leader than began to oversee the collection of the bodies and released the two rescuers. Back at the temple, Heidegar and Luther had arrived just in time to see the others hustle a blood soaked Daycutter into safety and the doors slam shut in their face. Confused, the two could do nothing but wait until Evan and Helm confirmed that all was secure and they were led into the temple. Once inside, they found that Daycutter had changed out of his bloody garments and properly introduced to the others. The woman was Gerendeen, a former adventurer with the Company of the Four Horsemen of Scardale. She had settled in Silverymoon after coming west and retiring some years before and establishing a small messenger service in town. She had been walking through the park when the sounds of battle spurred her to action, and she was more than happy to exercise her old skills in the defense of the local clergy. The goblin was a different story altogether though. His name was Malawon, the only survivor of a goblin robbery attempt against the temple the week before. All but Malawon were killed in the attempt, but Daycutter explained that he took pity on the badly wounded survivor and healed him in exchange for his loyalty. Daycutter considered Malawon to be his current project, and is trying to put some culture and civility into the little sneak-thief. At this time, Daycutter met with Heidegar and Luther, and agreed to take them aboard on a provisional basis. The replacements were welcome as Daycutter intended to ask Trog to join the temple guard and Rayne had been called by the temp of Sune to polish her formal training. With their wounds healed and the toil of the road fresh on their minds, the group retired to their inn for a meal and rest. That evening, a temple messenger delivered to them a set of five keys and an address near the Moonbridge. The group went there, and found that a small house had been turned over for their use by the church. Overlooking the Rauvin River with the majestic Moonbridge practically on the front stoop, the house is a huge change from the normal tavern accommodations the group is used too. The group also met Chara, the much suffering and cantankerous housekeeper in charge of keeping the home in order. The next day, the group turned its attention to the problem at hand, who is trying to kill Daycutter and what is their connection to the church of Cyric? With little else to guide them, the group began to backtrack on some past events, and decided to revisit the bodies of the ambushers that they had slain the day before. Through some quick inquiries, they found that the bodies had been moved to the city morgue in preparation for burial that day. Using part guile and part intimidation tactics, the group gained access to the bodies and searched through their belongings. The only items of note were to plain wooden discs, the holy symbols that the two magic users held aloft during their castings. A quick scan with their gem of true seeing revealed a hidden symbol of Cyric imbedded on their surface. Their second step was to track down Morning Lord Everbright, a high-ranking priest at Rhyester’s Matins who openly opposed Daycutter when he announced his intentions to assume the leadership of the temple. Everbright patiently explained that in the confusion of the previous Mornmaster’s death and the upheaval with so many people claiming leadership, he felt at the time that an outsider had no place making such a stake. However, once Daycutter was confirmed as their new Mornmaster, he renounced his previous stance and in open council pledged his support to Daycutter. Seemingly satisfied with this explanation, the group left Everbright with much to consider. Upon leaving the temple, the group once again ran into Gerendeen, their comrade in arms from the day before. She greeted the group pleasantly and explained that she was coming to visit Daycutter and share some herbs that they had discussed during their meeting the day before. Suspicious, the group watched her enter the temple, then came to a sudden realization. Perhaps Gerendeen was the mysterious author of the note found in Everlund, the elusive “G” who informed on Daycutter’s after lunch walks in the city park. With their interest aroused, Heidegar and Evan snuck into a waiting room outside Daycutter’s office and attempted to listen in on the pair’s conversation with the others kept watch. Through the stout oak doors only a few words could be discerned. “South,” “sorry” and “Scardale.” Soon after, Gerendeen left and the group once again conferred with their benefactor, thanking them for the use of the house and presenting him with information gleaned at the city morgue. Calling this turn of events disturbing, Daycutter asked the group to continue their investigation, but stand ready to be called upon for service soon. With their current strategy realizing little useful information, the group decided to change tactics. Instead of treading in the light of Silverymoon, they decided to take a look at its seedy underbelly. After talking to a local guard about the roughest tavern in the city, the group proceeded to the Horny Halfling, a southern district alehouse with a reputation for treading into the more lawless aspects of the life in the city. Helm and Heidegar would act as the group’s front men, while Luther and Evan would arrive later and provide discrete backup. Eyeing a suspicious type in the corner after a few inquires, Kelm and Heidegar approached a man seated in a corner and started a casual conversation. They claimed they were looking for work and wanted to know if there were any such jobs for muscle men in town. The cloaked man said that yes, there indeed was if they were men with few scruples, but skill was a requirements and death was almost certain. However, the rewards could me unimaginable. As a test, the placed a gold piece in the palm of his hand and challenged Heidegar to snatch it. “Feigning” a clumsy grab, the coin landed at the stranger’s feet, and he laughed at Heidegar’s ineptness as he stooped to pick the coin up. Seeing his chance, Heidegar leaned across the table and plucked the man’s coin pouch from his belt and dangled it tauntingly before his eyes. Calling the lift skilled enough for his purposes, the man bade the two to meet him at the same tavern in three day’s time while he conferred with others. In the mean time, Kelm and Luther watched the exchange from afar, and observed another man in blue watching the table as well. After Kelm and Heidegar left the tavern, the man in blue got up, wet behind the bar and back a short hallway. With Luther on the watch, Evan followed the man back, wary of the barkeep and two serving girls behind the counter. Evan made it to the back hall and through a gap in the door saw the man in blue reading a book. Unfortunately a badly oiled hinge gave away his position, and Evan quickly found himself under attack. A thrown dagger to his back left more than a gash in his side, and the blade’s poison began to seep into his system. The man in blue screamed at the top of his lungs for “Fop” to help him, and a 4’6” meat cleaver wielding human came waddling down the hallway. Already wounded and weakening by the second, Evan rushed past the midget only to take another slash to his side before running out the front door.</blockquote>

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