The next day another thundering Theran airship appeared and took possession of the Captain and anything of value. They particularly reminded us that Barsaive was a province remote of the Theran Empire and that we all owed allegiance to Thera. Since we were outnumbered we did not press the point.
Soon, we were approached by two runners. I won a bet with Vaughn as to which would reach us first and learned of a horrible extortion racket run by an enchanted treasure chest. Vaughn's message was from Charles D. Ward and suggested that we answer a call that had been made to him.
We defeated the defiant chest and returned it's extorted profits, but there was enough left over to compensate us for our trouble. We then went to see the group that had sent for Charles.
They were a motley mob of adepts seeking to become The Passionate Nine by finding a member who worshiped each of the Nine main Passions. Since none of us qualified they didn't think that we could help but we resolved to 'help' them find the treasure that they were seeking by 'borrowing' their map. Unfortunately before Ferocious Fritti could drink them under they started disappearing. We investigated each disappearance and found evidence of corruption but could not locate the source of the taint until only one of the party remained. The last lonely member, an illusionist, was revealed to be a horror who had absorbed the rest of the group. We will try an parley with the thing in hopes of learning its purposes.
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