Diplomacy & Babysitting: Or How Francis Learned to Love Killing

Having saved the village of Martsirt, our party had been requested by Quentin to accompany the local trust-worthy good-guy Francis on a diplomatic mission to River Run to ensure no more meddling in the towns affairs by the Mysterious M.

On the way our party encounters a cohort of dark elves, secreted away in the hidden pass connecting Martsirt to the Ettin-Cap Forest, North East of the village, and West of River-Run. These dark elves were slaughtered down to a man: It all started when our party got the drop on a sleeping dark elf, splashing her boobies with acid, and delivering a cou de grace from Francis' Mace. A good thing they did, because they discovered not only a human-leather factory, like leather made from human, but a dark ritual taking place with human sacrfices. Turns out, these were some people from Martsirt, Luke the Betrayer and his cousin trask.

During this adventure Vincent managed to commune with Gron the God of Blood, and was subsequently marked via tattoo.

Our party proceeded through the Ettin-Cap forest assaulted along the way, but our GM had not prepared his stats properly and the fight turned into nothing more than a joke. Having reached River Run our party was able to talk to Lark, and got away with running a side job in exchange for the economic losses M and White Helm Shipping took in Martsirt.