After the arrest of Marion, Braska and Auron rouse Brent from his unconscious state to tell him what had happened. Enraged, Brent told them that this meant war… but first Marion needed to be sprung. After asking about dissatisfied guards, they agreed to try and determine a way to free Marion and meet the following morning.
Determined to case the Watch-house, they reenter again using the excuse of confession and last rites; this time for Marion. The guards recognized the two, in particular Auron. Amazed at how easily he’d handled Brent, Braska eventually convinced them that he would be sufficient guard to prevent Marion from ‘trying anything foolish’. Since he now had hope of survival, Milo had begun carefully checking the cells for weakness and pointed out a thin wooden area in the corner cell.
Returning upstairs, Auron walked over to the guards to see what all the laughter and commotion was. It appeared that the letter they had found on Marion
had not made it into evidence as of yet, and the amazingly dirty letter was a source of great merriment. Offering to buy the hardworking watchmen a few drinks, 3 followed him to the Lark’s Arm while Braska wandered off to scout the exterior of the Watch-House.
While in the Lark’s Arm, Auron recognized a guard and attempted to talk to him. The man was blunt and tight-lipped until the others had returned to duty (and drinking).
After a few minutes of talking, Auron recognized the man: Jeremy Tull. A guard when Auron was here, they collaborated on the pain it caused them to see their hometown fallen into such a state. He told them of the damage Jackson’s regular expansions had done to the building. Once Braska returned, they devised a plan to break in through an unfinished expansion, drop to the first floor, break through the flooring, and into the cell block. Milo sprung the locks (with some assistance from Auron for height related difficulties), and they managed to leave the way they came with hardly a sound. Marion left them with a vague mention of “visiting Brent” in the morning… and they retired to the House of Pelor for sanctuary.
After visiting Brent and recieving a large sum of gold and a magical holy symbol of the sun god, they set out preparing for their trek into the forest that evening. As the sun set, they moved into the woods. After consecrating the ground about the point where he sensed the greatest evil, Braska and the others were forced to destroy the spirits of evil he had manifested. As the ethereal monsters faded, the shadows drew back and the forest seemed at peace. Surely the Druid who had worried over these woods will be delighted. Still, it wasn’t their purpose or sole aim, so they stuck onward towards the ruined keep.
After defeating the Kobold guard at the entrance, they discovered the majority of the Keep appeared to still be quite destroyed and inaccesable. After accidently alerting the kobold guard, they fled into an empty banquet hall to ready their defenses… and were fell upon by a nest of Kuthriks. Battling the insect-like reptiles burrowing from the earth and the humanoid reptiles progressing down the hall nearly ended Auron until Braska’s healing power brought him from the brink of death. Bruises and cuts almost fully mended they rapidly dispatched the remainder, for it cannot be said that to cause such pain to a warrior of Auron’s ability is an easy task.
The last of the kobolds they interogated. He told them that there was a “Green goddess” who had entreated the kobolds to assist in this operation. Apparently she is some ways away, and reference was made to being brought here ‘within a boat’. Still stranger was that he refered to a master who coud command the loyalties of even the goddess. Before much more could be gleaned, Auron put his blade through its heart, enraged that his ancient home was now beign so abused.