A Short History of Two Kalbs, A Bard, and a Concerned Prostitute: Part 46

With Analeise freed, it seems like we have averted another of Maka’s apocalyptic strings into our world. There was a lingering tense moment as the Skinthieves departed, but the peace was kept. In fact, I think there is some measure of respect between hte “red one” and Nurgle that could be helpful in the future.

It seems like days since we’ve slept, which prompted us to return to the Big House. I don’t remember much of the evening… I think the secrets of fishkey was revealed to us. CInnamon seemed so much more like herself that I can’t help smiling. Lady C made an appearance and it seems like we have gone down to the business of figuring out how to not die in the next few days.

Byron was surprisingly quiet so we pushed forward with the plan of getting a team of 11 together. Setting up shop in one of the abandoned buildings and then figuring out more information. Lots and lots of scrying seems to be in order.

Some things never change, but at least we get to sleep tonight.



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