Brazen Wolfe Tabletop

The Faces of Satanya

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The party left the store after following another clue of the rich noblemen and noblewomen who had come through the town of Corneth where the town holds a celebration along the edge of the river bank, the Corneth Bank Celebration. The merchant had told them that they had sold a few pairs of travelling clothes, a blue cloak and a pouch to a nobleman who paid several times the amount. It matched several other reports of the overspending from travelling nobles in the town.

However despite all these reports of mysterious nobles buying clothes, food, drink or other goods each person always gives a different description of what the noble looks like. However they all speak as though they come from far-far out of town, overpay by several times the standard price and all wear the colour blue in some form. But they were closing in and the flash of blue in a tavern drew them forward. Before them a young woman drank heavily from a pint of mead, danced enthusiastically and, more importantly, was acting as all the merchants, innkeepers and other witnesses had reported so far.

Approaching the woman wasn’t the hard part, trying to confirm who she was. But after the realisation that she had been found sank in, her face dropped. “I suppose my parents sent you to retrieve me. Well you can tell them that they won’t find me again. I don’t want it, none of it. I want to dance, I want to be free to do what I want. Not what they or some idiot wants me to.” she continued to dance, basically ignoring them. That was until she noticed that there were two extremely rough looking mercenaries staring at her.

“Friends of yours?” she asked nervously looking back at the party, but she could tell from their faces that they were not and from the way that they stared at her, they also knew exactly who she was.

Some of the Faces of Satanya

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