Researching Recent Events (Anyone May Chime In!)

The Fool,

When ye can answer, I ha' questions.

Can we get your soul back by killing The Devil- the Fallen Priest?

In these Haunts, can th' undead be killed or negated?

This Flesh Golem, could it be reasoned with and turned against the Cabal to destabilize things?

Donald MacFhionnlaigh (raidr0933) wrote: The Fool,
This Flesh Golem, could it be reasoned with and turned against the Cabal to destabilize things?

This is just a theory... But the Flesh Golem slaughtered everyone except the gravekeeper that didn't betray the Knight. That doesn't seem like a coincidence. Perhaps, one problem will solve the other. Killing the devil, the priest betrayer, could settle the Golem's business. The soul it's using, if that's how these things work, is probably that of the Knights. If we settle her score, she may be able to move on. Or, perhaps that is how we reason with her. Two birds, one stone?

As a request to everyone, keep ideas to this paper and perhaps quips at each other more private.

The guard politely cleared out the offending messages since reading was difficult for an individual.

I've seen more information added to the other thread of notes and will update the information from there to here and the Scholar's table as soon as I can.

Thank you for time and effort so far everyone.

Dame Ilana Darkwood
Knight of Pendarvin
Headmistress of Darkwood Academy

Everyone,

I have just returned from the Grand Mages Guild of Loez with more information on the crisis.

Unfortunately, they believe any information they had on the Granfalloon and the rest of the situation is already known to us. I did however catch a small obscure rumor that may be relevant.

They do mention a rumor about a strange occurrence of one of their Guild Halls in a smaller settlement being attacked by a pair of “human-sized marionettes.” The Puppets were dragging a cart with an old man carrying a doll. The old man seemed to be arguing with the doll, while the doll was speaking through the old man. The old man protested the idea of attacking innocent people, but the doll insisted “The boss says this is the only way to make the big guy return to normal… you don’t want to be all alone again do you?”

According to sources, they managed to destroy one of the Puppets down to nothing but ash and saw dust, but a few minutes later it just pulled itself back together. The Guild portaled out every one they could to gather help, but by the time they returned, the Puppets, their Cart, and its passengers were gone, leaving behind no survivors. All missing were confirmed dead; there were no disappearances like that of Jackdaw here.

Important to note: the Puppets did all of the fighting, on behalf of the Doll. The Old Man arguing with his doll seemed all but along for the ride.

I will leave it there for others to dissect and connect to the rest of this mess.

--Mantel Warrane, W. QMA

We had something to say about silver, some basics on necessary for survival, just as bells fend off those things close to death, silver cuts them. As we said, we were going to say something about silver, but are choosing not to mention the basics, propose the Barony if it wishes to survive may even think of the idea to commission the smiths. The question on the amount of their brain matter though, be not topic which we speak. Ultimately this cult is rather impressive, and to judge yourselves more capable, would be a foolish endeavor. A fate such as that however, it's very befitting some of you. If you think buy some outside force, divine judgment, or by shear physical prowess you will live; you will cry. Victory has become something, we feel it's though you think is your birthright. This couldn't be farther from the truth. We see you bicker, and discuss these matters. The matters of silver. No actions however have been decided upon. You don't need to leader to make decisions, what you need is consensus. So what do you plan to do, we know what we're doing. Or do you plan to run around in rambling crews, each testing your faith in the grave. Our congregation grows near, weather that be your last, is up to the selective process called life, it will test your brain, and your brawn; not your faith in the like.

((The paper this message is written is caked sand, it has a small stamp from a Z'Hadeem missive delivery service))

I am making haste my return to the proper, and have heard news that may be relavent to the matter at hand.

It woupd appear an ancient empress of my homeland had had her tomb raided.
Guards were killed and her body was taken.

We dont know much about her, aside from being poisoned early into her reign.

This may be unrelated, but this was one of the oldest catacombs in Amonzad and had until recently been undisturbed for generations.

-Zathir