Having discuss the Quest calendar mechanics last week, the Quest continues where part 4 left off.
As we approached the city, an idiot guard accused me of having kidnapped Victor Fellmont, and attacked me as we were entering! We managed to slip past him after he stabbed me with his spear. Fellmont was soundly chastised by his fater, then I was sent to meet Rufus Saltworth, his head guard, for my payment. I talked him into a bit extra for my troubles, and he offered to hire me to deal with other unusual activity in the city.
As I wandered the city, heading back to the inn, Luc scurried under my cloak as an eagle swooped down at us. He landed on a nearby lamp post, staring at me with a look that said “You’re mine now.” It was not dissimilar from how Luc adopted me. I carefully reached out and touched his head, and the name “Richard” flashed through my thoughts.
He followed me as I wandered through town, picking up some meal rations, getting my bow and arrows fortified, and finally sitting down to a nice meal at the Thirsty Devil Tavern. As I was strolling back towards the inn I stayed at previously, some idiot stabbed me and stole my coin purse. The joke was on him though, I only had four gold pieces left. (I’d better find another job quickly!) Well, except it meant I was empty-handed when I passed some beggars a few minutes later.
I saw a guy pick a merchant’s pocket, then turn around and buy food. Hesitantly, I approached and asked him to return the money. He shouted at me and stormed off, dropping some coins in the process. Then I checked the job board again. The choices were… interesting.
I picked up a job as a chef’s assistant. The title was misleading, all I had to do was taste the terrible food. I threw up all over the kitchen, but earned some coin in the process. Then I tried to find out who was stealing pies – from a better cook, obviously. No luck there. I founded it out by going after rats in someone’s basement, which paid nicely.
Having replenished my coin, I stopped at the Thirsty Devil Tavern again for a drink. There was a table with a game of King’s Cards, so I joined for a bit. I walked away with almost double my starting purse, to a round of groans because I quit while I was ahead. As I was leaving, one of the other players was accused of cheating, which started a brawl. Having no interest in the fight, I scurried out of the way, grabbing a few coins from the floor as I headed to the door. Somebody must have hit me, I woke up under a table during the clean up, just as the city guard arrived and started arresting people. I slipped out the side door before they could grab me. Then I strolled back in the front door and booked a room for the night.