Arrival in Bogenhafen
Sigric: Josef’s boat arrived in Bogenhafen just in time for the start of the Schaffenfest. After accepting our pay, we split up to explore Bogenhafen and find the lawyers that held the inheritance of Kurt’s doppelganger.
Kurt, Corvin and I went to the local courthouse, only to find it closed for business; a magistracy pro tempore had been set up at the festival. Merriella’s exploration of local merchants failed to locate them either. I enquired at a local banking establishment, but once again our inquiries were fruitless. This was suspicious, given that one would expect moneylender to be familiar with the local legal firms. We checked with the printers who created the notice and their description of the client (while vague) was broadly consistent with Adolphus, the malefactor we dispatched a few days ago. It seems increasingly likely that this “inheritance” was merely a way of drawing Kurt’s look-alike to Bogenhafen, though to what end I couldn’t say.
With our initial foray into Bogenhafen a failure, we repaired to the Drunken Fish, a local drinking establishment where Erwin was testing whether copious alcohol could erase his memories of this town.
The Schaffenfest: Day 1
Sigric: At a loss as to what to do next, we decided to explore the wonders of the Schaffenfest. This gave Merriella a chance to test her gastronomic mettle in a pie eating competition (who had ever heard of such a thing), and Kurt a chance to test his pugilistic skills against a carnival fighter. While both laboured heroically against their respective challenges neither was able to succeed, Merriella succumbing to the soporific effects of meat pie, and Kurt falling to a well placed blow to the jaw.
I was able to find a passable leg of roast lamb, and Erwin an acceptable ale for our mid-day victuals, and we espied a travelling show proclaiming to house wonders from far off lands. As I hadn’t had the opportunity to travel in too many years, I was interested in what this supposed doctor had been able to collect together. One of the attraction was a goblin, blighted even beyond the norm for his kind, cursed with a third leg. The creature attempted to escape, but was brought low by Corvin’s bola. The goblin’s owner was effusive in his praise, and we decided to wait until the next showing. Merriella found an antique vendor who offered something more than the normal carnival junk. The two ended up deep in conversation, but they didn’t speak of anything of import in earshot.
Finally the travelling show began, most of the “wonders” were nothing more than more chaos-tainted creatures. It angers me to see such abominations breathing Sigmar’s good air, but I was hardly in a position to press the issue. During the show the accursed goblin escaped again! This time it evaded all attempts at capture and fled into the sewers.
Into the Sewers
Sigric: The local constabulary was disquieted to say the least with the prospect of a mutant goblin running around the city, and the goblin’s owner wanted his star exhibit back. We agreed to pursue the creature into the sewers and recover it (for suitable remuneration, of course).
The sewer was predictably unpleasant, the only light we had was a pair of lanterns, and the malodorous air disquieted all of us, except Kurt, who was used to it.
We followed the Goblin to a room deep within the sewers and discovered the site of a blasphemous ritual. I had seen nothing like it, suggesting it wasn’t the work of a sanctioned cult, I was never permitted to read about the rituals of forbidden cults during my studies. The ritual summoned some kind of daemon, using the goblin as a sacrifice. I was agog at the sight of the thing, though Corvin and Merriella fared worse. Erwin and Kurt Fought the creature valiantly, though Erwin only narrowly escaped death after it threw him across the room. Once Corvin and I recovered our wits, we were able to join in and finally destroy the thing.
Mauled but still alive, we regrouped and prepared to leave the sewer. We had much to discuss with the authorities …
So we got to Bogenhafen fancy didnt seem to like it too much for some reason but I was’nt listening so I never found out why. Anyway the rest of us went to the court house to ask about Ugly’s nobility crap as it turns no one heard anything about the law firm that supposed to be handling it, smells fishy to me but it aint my business. I got poncy to read out if there were any bounties for me but no luck, so we went and picked up fancy from the bottom of his mug and went to the fair grounds. When we got stunty got all excited about some pie eating thing which she ended up failing at, stupid fat hobbit. ugly had a go at lasting 3 minutes in the ring with some brick of a man, that also ended badly when the brick finally landed a blow on him. We came across some poor dwarf in the stocks so I paid his bail and he damn near humped my leg off and followed me for a ways till he got sidetracked by more booze. We also came across this guy showing of “strange and mystical beasts” more like beasties he nailed extra limbs to, as it turns out the were fully attached and not just nailed on some three legged gobbo made a bid for freedom, but with my lightning quick reflex and perfect aim I nabbed him with my bola. The guy purveying this exhibit was full of thanks so we had a free showing of his freak show, I only stayed to see if any of ugly’s family showed up. Anyway as we were watching away that damn gobbo breaks free and legs it through the crowd and down into the sewer, old top hat guy didnt like this too much and comissioned us to go after the foul beasty, naturally we accepted so into the muck we went.
Once we got down there the stench was incredible but Ugly didn’t seem to mind, oh and did I mention it was dark so dark I could see my hand in front of my face good thing we had lanterns. hobbit seemed a touch edgy being down here, wasn’t she a tomb robber? she should be fine in this muck. Found a lump blocking off the flow of effluent and after rolling it out and searching it we found it was in fact the dwarf a paid the bail for, poor bastard.
We finally came to a door Ugly got the heeby jeebies about it but we pryed it open and went in anyway. we found what was left of the gobbo and weird scratchings on the floor. As we were nosing around some horrible thing appeared with a puff of smoke and I almost shat myself, then on closer inspection I had in fact shat myself. Right I thought I’m not having some beasty make me look like a mug so grabbed up my weapons and slammed them into the foul thing and it screeched and wailed and pulled free of my axe the Ugly walloped him and the beasty was no more. It was at this point I realised the fancy was across the other side of the room looking like his leg was almost gone and everyone else was bleeding rather alot except for the stunty who was nowhere to be seen, so ugly hobbled off to find her I searched myself for wounds and poncy helped fancy (I didnt have a scratch on me, am I invincible?). after regrouping we went back out to fresh air and reported our findings to the tophat man and the constabulary…. how am I unscathed?