Things were going so smoothly.
There hadn’t been any major incidents since the big raid. Profits were up at the Goblin. And we were really doing some good by cleaning out some of the lowlife in this wretched city.
And then Saul sent us on an errand and almost got us killed again. But this time? This time, it was on purpose.
He sent us out to the Boneyard to interrupt a meeting between the crime bosses who had been causing trouble for Saul (and, by extension, us). But, when we got there, we discovered that the figures huddled around the fire having a “meeting” were merely dummies. The real attendees were some Wererats who were hiding there on Saul’s orders to kill us. Fortunately, there was an Elf who had also gone there to warn us and help us with the fight.
With Quabba’s aid, we quickly dispatched the Wererats and found the evidence of Saul’s betrayal, a coded message with his orders to kill us. Quabba let us rest the night in his camp and told us his story. He was sent to Riddleport to fulfill a prophecy relating to the “second darkness”, a calamity on a scale not seen since the Earthfall . He believes that he will be the “light” to this darkness. He’d been following Saul around at night because he thinks Saul might have something to do with the second darkness. I’m not clear on all the details because all I could really think about was Saul sending us into a trap*.
The next day, we went back to the Goblin to confront Saul and exact justice. The door was locked and our keys no longer worked, but Rosenstock easily picked the lock. Inside, we were met with pitched battle. Arrows rained from the rafters. Daggers from almost invisible foes struck. That little imp and I were locked in feverish combat. That would probably have been my end if the devil hadn’t gotten bored of hurting me. To be fair, accidentally being shot in the face by Jinx didn’t help either.
Fortunately, Old Scratch did eventually lose interest in our fight and vanished to whatever hellhole he came from.
Saul had fled to the basement. Booga and Rosenstock were following him, so Jinx and I ran to catch up. Saul opened a trapdoor in the floor of the so-called Rancor Pit. I tried to grab him to keep him from running any further, but he evaded me. For good measure he hit me some weapon that knocked me unconscious.
When I finally woke up, Saul was gone. The Goblin was empty.
And here we sit, trying to plan our next move.
But one thing is certain. I swear upon Iomedae’s Blade: I will find Saul. He will be punished for his treachery. And one more villain will be die upon my blade.
*[OOC: Skype was acting up and I didn’t manage to catch the entire story.]