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PFS #51: The Shadow Gambit


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Lanel follows the rest. "Is there anything we should know before hand, behaviors we should avoid during our encounter? You know, people this hard to talk usually have their own quirks, Mister....?" he asks the man that seems to be in charge.
 

"My name is unimportant. And as it happens, our employer is a little on the eccentric side. He insists on absolute secrecy regarding his location or identity. You are under no obligation to meet with him, but should you wish to do so you will have to follow my instructions to the letter, and the journey will not be . . . pleasant. I give you my word you will come to no harm at our hands, but our precautions are extensive."
 



The man nods decisively, and his companions pull out thick black bags. With your permission, the bags are placed over your heads and you find yourselves swathed in blackness and complete silence. Each of the men takes an arm to guide you down the stairs, and you are stuffed inside what must be a small, dusty wagon, and driven in bumpy, painful circles around the city for at least an hour before being dragged from the wagon, marched through streets or large hallways, and then stopped. The bags are removed and taken from the room, and you find yourselves in a nice club or private residence with carpeted floors, potted plants, slaves waving fans, and a giant, backlit screen along one wall. A shape, decidedly vague in outline, can be seen behind the screen, and a voice speaks.

“You’ve asked for me and now you have me. What do you wish to know?”
 

"You seem to have some interest in the Shadow Lodge it seems, more to say a bit of disliking? Probably there was some misunderstanding at some point, as we got dragged into this. And also, how is Colgardie connected to this?" Dogan asks, hoping to get some asnwers.
 

Lanel gave a nod at Dogan "As my good friend here said, there might have been more than a misunderstanding. We want to make clear, sir, the Pathfinder Society does not support this shadow lodge. Whatever orders Colgardie had, they weren't from us. We are troubled this might mean someone is forging the Society orders for a secret and twisted agenda..."

"... an agenda that, as far as we understand, might affect the Comerce League."
 

Dakar chuckles - a dry, raspy sound - but looks thoughtful at your words. “I don’t give anything away for free, Pathfinders, but I have some information in which you might be interested. I'll give it to you in exchange for a future favor.”
 

Kalenth looks at his fellow Pathfinders grimly. Likely this future favor will be no small matter, but he sees no other choice. He nods to the others.
 

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