I am Tabitha V’strimon a brave T'skrang Captain and recent adept of Illusionism. Having lost my boat in a card game (Hana Solo if I ever meat you again you are dead as a liar and a cheat), I set out to try my luck on land. I have a number of illusions up my sleeve and thought that I might run into some likely adventurers. There are many in Barsaive this time of year.
I find a strange craft landed, or crashed, into the earth and knocked on the front door. I always feel that the direct approach is best when confronting the unknown. They might be friendly after all. I mean, stranger things have happened, albeit not often. On the other hand, when confronting known enemies, all the tricks and illusions one can muster are fair game. After a moment the door was opened by a rather odd party consisting of three elves, a mysterious woman in a silver robe, and a horse. I preformed a short soliloquy to demonstrate my lack of Horror taint and we introduced ourselves.
Shortly thereafter the elf male, known as Vaughn attacked the mysterious woman without warning. This lead to a rather nasty confrontation but the cavalyperson and I managed to subdue him and tie him up. The mysterious woman healed quickly and made signs that I think indicate that Vaugn is Horror marked but I could not manage to learn her musical, but alien, language.
The Cavalryperson, Friti, doubtless overwhelmed by my feminine charms made an impolitic comment about me weight so I spent a good bit of time appearing as a rather fearsome orc. Unfortunately I don't think it had much impact on the poor man. Still it is good to stay in practice.
Deciding that there was nothing more to see in the ship, several of their previous companions had died horrible deaths within its bowels, we marched back to Bartertown to find out the source of Vaughn's strange compulsions. The first day out of the ship the mysterious woman left, possibly after entangling Friti with a spell. She headed north but the other female did not want to pursue so we did not.
In Bartertown, the other female went off for training and Friti and I supervised Vaughn at a nethermancer's. He demanded a very high price to examine him and then could tell us little of moment.
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