
29 Mirtul, 1369
Ajantis' disapproval of our current impression has a strange effect on me. I feel like I should be a better person. The shock of sleeping with a former slaver is still weighing on my soul, so I think of this as a kind of redemption. I have a few words with Shar-Teel, asking her to go back to the Jovial Juggler and wait for us, and then have her swap some equipment with Ajantis. She grumbles, but complies. I feel a little wistful as she departs. I guess I'm not over her, yet. Perhaps we can get back together after we've had some time apart? She sees me looking at her as she goes away.

Yeah... I'll definitely miss her.
Ajantis looks like he just stepped out of a story book. He even has a crested shield. With his shield he can't use the Flame of the North, so I keep it to myself for now. I do give him the Gauntlets of Ogre Power and the Ring of Protection, however.

Gameplay note: I neglected to mention this before, but as a Cavalier, Ajantis has some innate abilities.

Remove Fear will do as it says. Not only is Ajantis immune to fear but he can make other people not scared as well. Protection From Evil is just as the cleric spell, a double bless and double curse rolled into one. Lay on Hands is a healing spell. Detect Evil will make the bad guys glow red - easy to determine who to kill. And Cure Disease will be useful if we ever get diseased. A cleric can do all these things, except for Lay on Hands, but clerics don't usually have these spells memorized because they need to heal everybody. So paladins are quite useful in that they are a lesser spell-carting chassis.
I put him in the front of the party formation, with the two clerics immediately behind. One fighter, two clerics, and three ranged attackers - I feel better about our chances now than ever before!

We go to explore this area, to find out what is happening with the locals. Not five minutes later we come across a small gathering of farmers.

Err, fishermen, judging by the smell. I approach them to see what's going on.

Not another step people! I'll not be havin' strangers armed to the teeth near mah boat!
You told them rightly Jebadoh, but these layabouts might just be the answer to the problem.
Oh yeah, the problem. Sorry for my manner but we're... we're a poor folk not accustomed to trouble, and it's hard times now. We can't but get a boat into the water before she's swamped by the rains.
It's that bitch of Umberlee! She's the one!
Steady Telman. What he means is; we're being harassed by a priest of the Bitch Queen Umberlee. We don't even know why, but whenever we attempt to fish she turns the weather sour. Two of us were washed away just walking to the docks, but we cannot prove to the guard it was her. We be needin' someone to strong arm her into leaving us alone. We've not much money, but I'll gladly give you a... magical weapon from my grandfather's adventuring days. It's a meager amount for your trouble, but it would be a great service to us. Will you help a group of poor fishermen?
Your offer is fair. Consider it done.
Ahh, I knew we could depend on you to do what's right. She hides out near a small shack to the north. Watch yer backs and act quickly; she's tricky. Good luck brave friends.
Syvishtar, Umberlee is a cruel and evil deity, but her priestesses wouldn't harass fishermen without provocation. I have the feeling there is more to this story than we were told.Ajantis' advice is reassuring, and I nod. We do need to find the whole story here. We continue exploring the immediate area with plans to go north to find the Priestess of Umberlee. But first, Imoen says she needs to make a slight detour.

I had the impression I scared you quite heavily. Whom did you expect?
Well... why shouldn't I tell you? Maybe you can even help me with this.
Would you be interested in earning something extra? Eliminate the monster lurking behind my house and I will reward you.
What kind of monster are we talking about?
It's a zombie... I think.
Agreed. I will kill it.
Excellent. You will find him... it... behind the house, hiding in the brushwood. With all your weapons it should be easy for you to kill this thing.Imoen comes back outside and motions for us to follow her around the house. When we do...

Wait a moment - you are able to talk?
Deeear Leilllla... Sweeeeeet Leilllla...
"Sweet Leila" doesn't want to be threatened by you. You are a monster!
Whaaaaaat? Siiiignedddd the connnnnnnnntraaaact...
Signed what contract? What are you talking about?
Siiiignedddd the connnnnnnnntraaaact...
What contract are you talking about? Hmm, I fear answering that question would exceed his abilities of verbal enunciation.We are all quite confused at this point, so we all pile into Leila's house. I take over the questioning.

You kept quiet about some of the details. The zombie mentioned a contract...
A-haha! A zombie mentions a... a contract, and you believe it? The thought it ridiculous.
No, I want to know what contract you and the zombie concluded.
But I swear I never made an agreement with an undead creature! What kind of contrat would that be... eh hehe...?
I don't believe you. You have to tell me the truth if you expect me to help.
I did not lie! I never made a contract with this... this thing behind my house!
But with my husband, I made one... *sigh*. Here is the contract he is talking about. See, it stipulates that I shall remain his faithful wife, even after his death. I... I couldn't possibly know this man would pay a necromancer to call him back after he died!
Do you have any idea what I've been through lately? I loved him... I signed the contract because I was determined to stay faithful to him as long I intended to live on his wealth, even after his death. But that... that... that is sick!
I will kill it for you.I can't stand the thought of this going on any further. The undead are disgusting! I am not Bassilus. We go outside to confront the beast.

Enough talking! I will kill you, monster!The battle is quick and unremarkable. The zombie just falls over.

Everything is done as you requested.
I thank you. I thank you so much. Please, I am no evil person, but too much is too much... maybe I won't even stay here. The house will decay, if he can't grant it to others...
Farewell.The whole experience almost puts Imoen off from entering the second house. Almost.

She's disappointed that it is occupied, so we go further up the road.






















































































































































































































